Directed by Zak Watson + Gao the Arsonist
Cinematography by Zak Watson
Editing by Zak Watson
Produced by Jake Schneider
Tinea the Hoarder bleeds for the tangible.
Enter the Sludgeverse: linktr.ee/gaothearsonist
Lyrics:
Binding vow is null and void//
Traded flesh for the fever of finding out what summons//
Are you really "free from the wealth that would tie you down" or just unemployed?//
Built an ark when you settled in the tundra//
Rot where it stood//
Now the hull’s destroyed//
It was beat into skull like-//
Aww don’t you see what you leave to the moths?//
Men die on their pick the for the gemstones//
Mine anything but deep rooted flaws//
Don’t pay any mind to the glint of the sun on the ring that peeks through the shawl//
Shut the fuck up and kneel for your god//
"Close your eyes and the ash on your face feels a little like rain"//
You don't seek truth at all//
Spit on your scriptures//
Left the spiritual cursed you//
I was in the cold so long developing vitriol for virtue//
Been grounded in the earth since heavens lit me up and burned through//
I’m giddy off of thirst//
Prove your worth to me//
Huh//
UV light refracted through jewel shards//
Moving through the night to track the way the moon arcs//
What a pretty smile I think I’ll add it to my tooth jar//
To my tooth jar//
Scorched earth//
All that glistens is a new friend//
Clad myself scavenged metals like the humans//
"You can’t hoard possessions if you use them"//
You’re a fool then//
Stack til the roof is hit
Way cool for the koolaid the rest of the shackled will choose to drink//
You tell me you again that the self isn’t something a vacuum can prove exists//
Then what kind of room is this?//
Need it so packed I can’t move an inch//
Your body’s a temple and full of-//
Don't bother burying my body with the weightless//
At the gates I’ll pay my way into the waitlist//
I’m collecting for the nest like the crows//
Break and enter for your assets like the bailiffs//
Blood underneath my fingernails froze//
How could I not feel your heat and then drain it?//
Strip a moth of it’s greed and it’s aimless//
I’m stealing the stainless//
Stealing the-//
Huh//
Stack til the roof is hit
Way cool for the koolaid the rest of the shackled will choose to drink//
You tell me you again that the self isn’t something a vacuum can prove exists//
Then what kind of room is this?//
Need it so packed I can’t move an inch//
Your body’s a temple and full of-//
UV light refracted through jewel shards//
Moving through the night to track the way the moon arcs//
What a pretty smile I think I’ll add it to my tooth jar//
To my tooth jar//
Scorched earth//
All that glistens is a new friend//
Clad myself scavenged metals like the humans//
"You can’t hoard possessions if you use them"//
You’re a fool then//
Man can’t live off bread alone//
I’m battered and emaciated//
Family fallen dead//
My home is blackened and irradiated//
I’ll even take the teeth out your body//
I'll clean and I’ll polish//
The gleam’s all I wanted//
I don’t give a damn about the value I can sell it for//
Put the rattle in your chest to hear the rattle of a chest of drawers//
Before I was a thief here you robbed me//
I’d bleed for the solid//
To keep me from rotting//
UV light refracted through jewel shards//
Moving through the night to track the way the moon arcs//
What a pretty smile I think I’ll add it to my tooth jar//
To my tooth jar//
Scorched earth//
All that glistens is a new friend//
Clad myself scavenged metals like the humans//
"You can’t hoard possessions if you use them"//
You’re a fool then//