Fire and fascination, carry me far from home
Broken in translation, rambling points unknown
Wild imagination, lost in your mind alone
Two shades of my own, reflection
Distorted lines, in the waves
And I know it’s not me, standing there
Two souls drained, to shallow
This is not the world, it will not begin, we will not forget
This is not the world, it will not begin, we will not forget, you
Well I’m not, getting on, so well, no memories to tell
Well I’m not, getting on, so well, I can see hell
Faded out, in every direction
Grudges lost, with no meaning
Striving toward the void, there is nothing
Two souls, dried and defeated
This is not the world, it will not begin, we will not forget
This is not the world, it will not begin, we will not forget, you
Well I’m not, getting on, so well, no memories to, tell
Well I’m not, getting on, so well, I can see, hell
Fire and fascination
Broken in translation
Wild imagination
The pulsing industrial sounds on the wonderfully brutal new LP from Tokyo group Rinsaga will be catnip for the black-glove-and-mesh set. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 15, 2022