The itch grows deep I cannot scratch
Whose fangs left bite marks ‘round the latch?
Trick my mind with unsynced rhyme
Dance the waltz in 4/4 time
Your torso throes are so divine
I’d join your groin – give me a sign
Give me a sign you're so divine
The itch grows deep I claw the air
Still nothing comes of nothing where
The brambles of my brainbone stare
Too hard to trust that something’s there
My moan escapes but you don’t care
Surrender up ‘cause life’s not fair
Life's not fair
The itch grows deep it beats my drums
Something wicked this way comes
My ears prick skywards something hums
Something wicked this way comes
The dreaded tones my heartbeat numbs
Still something (wicked) this way comes
Something wicked this way comes
Something this way comes
Something this way comes
Something wicked comes
Something comes
Drown down my eyes like unstopped wine
Wish nine lives more to make you mine
If all else fails I’ll grope the bare
Poured oozing hint of your dark hair
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024
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