Mouth Full Of Winter
v4
@wojtek mytnik
Mouth Full Of Winter
v4
@wojtek mytnik
lyrics
[Verse 1]
Face down in the frost
Jaw locked on your name
Clouds hang from my tongue
Breath burning like blame
Your outline in ash
Scrawled quick on the glass
Handprint
Then it fades
Too quiet
Too fast
[Chorus]
I keep a mouth full of winter
Can't spit your memory out
Every word cuts my lips open
Every scream drowns in the shout
I built a house out of distance
Laid the walls brick by doubt
I keep a mouth full of winter
Letting the warmth bleed out (bleed out)
[Verse 2]
Streetlamp in the fog
Halo on the bruise
I walk where we split
Cold choosing for you
Boot tracks fill with dark
Snow swallowing sound
Heart hitting my ribs
Like it wants to be found
[Chorus]
I keep a mouth full of winter
Can't spit your memory out
Every word cuts my lips open
Every scream drowns in the shout
I built a house out of distance
Laid the walls brick by doubt
I keep a mouth full of winter
Letting the warmth bleed out (bleed out)
Face down in the frost
Jaw locked on your name
Clouds hang from my tongue
Breath burning like blame
Your outline in ash
Scrawled quick on the glass
Handprint
Then it fades
Too quiet
Too fast
[Chorus]
I keep a mouth full of winter
Can't spit your memory out
Every word cuts my lips open
Every scream drowns in the shout
I built a house out of distance
Laid the walls brick by doubt
I keep a mouth full of winter
Letting the warmth bleed out (bleed out)
[Verse 2]
Streetlamp in the fog
Halo on the bruise
I walk where we split
Cold choosing for you
Boot tracks fill with dark
Snow swallowing sound
Heart hitting my ribs
Like it wants to be found
[Chorus]
I keep a mouth full of winter
Can't spit your memory out
Every word cuts my lips open
Every scream drowns in the shout
I built a house out of distance
Laid the walls brick by doubt
I keep a mouth full of winter
Letting the warmth bleed out (bleed out)
音樂風格
Blackgaze wall of sound; male vocals. Guitars in dense tremolo minor voicings, stereo-panned into a smeared, towering wash. Relentless blast beats that surge, then pull back into half-time swells like a storm breathing. Bass glued to the guitars, barely distinguishable, thickening the midrange fog. Vocals buried and distant: harsh, keening shrieks in verses, drifting into fragile, almost-whispered melody in the chorus. Huge cavernous reverb on everything, occasional feedback surges and held chords that let the sky open between assaults., blackgaze
