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THE SiCKNESS GETS WORSE

by POLYACHi

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Sometimes I arise and my eyes Just cannot seem to shake the dream Of a life of virtue and vice True lies and everything in between Someday I’ll be six feet deep in the dirt Still don’t know what it means No comfort found underground No matter what they say in the eulogy No comfort found underground No matter what kind of man I choose to be Tell me how I’m supposed to feel All that I build All that I break In the end it’ll all be the same Every win Every mistake In the end it’ll all be the same Wallow in sin Live as a saint This life is only a read-through Whether I kill The colors I paint Go ahead, I can tell that you want to Tell me how I’m supposed to feel
2.
You never asked to be alive Just like Daddy I will not feed you the lies That they fed me Superstitious lullabies of Infinity You will wither, you will die But first watch me You’ll be the one To dig my grave The day will come You will walk alone Into this thresher For you, any sacrifice I shall offer All I am for all my life As your father Sweetheart, it will be alright When no longer The flame of my mind is alight You’ll be stronger I never let them take you away Never let them take you away Never let them take you away Still your daddy ‘till I’m worm food May it be you Who digs my grave Decades from now With all my love Survive this thresher I can’t do a thing I can’t even move They ripped you from me They tore me from you Doo doo doo Dig my grave Daddy loves you Daddy loves you Daddy loves you Daddy loves you
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Time is a mirror You walk with your head held high Upon the lowest roads You took the light from my eyes And disappeared below You think that you’ve gotten away You think that you have won You will never escape What you have done Thief You’ve stolen your son’s happiness Thief You’ve stolen your daughter’s father God Destroyer of safety and innocence Damn The plagues of your motherly power You stroll with distracted eyes Upon the darkest roads You are absent from your mind With children in tow You think that this is a game You think that you have won Will they ever escape What you have done Thief You’ve stolen your son’s happiness Thief You’ve stolen your daughter’s father God Destroyer of safety and innocence Damn The plagues of your motherly power Monster We are made of what we do You’re disgusting Look at you Nihilist Blind sadist Crown of shit You’re proud of it Thief You’ve stolen your son’s happiness Thief You’ve stolen your daughter’s father God Destroyer of safety and innocence Damn The plagues of your motherly power This marks you forever This marks you forever This marks you forever This marks you forever This marks you forever Even when you’re dead They will remember What you did
4.
When I was nineteen It was a very good year for Emo girls who shared all the cool bands Fingers laced in my hands Mixes burned to CDs And they played just for me Sometimes you’ve gotta try A few times before love feels right It was a very good year To put you on a string Treat you like a plaything When your heart was on fire I became a vampire Sometimes you’ve gotta try A few times before love feels right I said I lied So that I could get laid And at the end of our youth Did you just want to be seduced? You had grown powerful on truth I felt so small compared to you Sometimes you’ve gotta try A few times before love burns within your bones I said I was right I deserve this
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RORRiM 01:19
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TERMiNAL 01:13

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When we first demoed SUPPOSED TO FEEL, it was our version of the god-is-a-lie-and-we're-all-gonna-die song. It was 2011. Death starts to hit different when you're mid-twenty-something. Time goes on.

In March 2020, we decide to write this E.P. as a prog counterpart to our grunge-y EVERY LiTTLE BiT HURTS. SUPPOSED TO FEEL was a thematic jumping-off point. We were looking to make something deeply atheistic. A lot of shit happened.

UNDER THRESHER and CROWN OF SHiT are songs we don't play. They exist because they needed to exist. They externalize emotions that cannot be carried anywhere but to the grave. These songs represent a choice of life over death.

THE BEATiNG i SO RiCHLY DESERVE is a cascade of memory and conscience. And a reckoning. Pulling strings through time, trying to find where the tangles started.

RORRiM represents the process of this reflection. PiTTER-PATTER represents dreams and empty rooms. TERMiNAL represents the act of letting life go.

THE SiCKNESS GETS WORSE is a graveyard, rain on a sunshine day.

Thanks for listening.

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released May 1, 2023

THE SiCKNESS GETS WORSE

a prog E.P. by

POLYACHi


Album art by Tom Cranston

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