I saw you rush into the fire/Bounced on the bones with a darkness in your eyes/Our thoughts were crippled by desire
The RAA get more solemn, slow, and heavy here in all aspects of the music. After a long break between albums, they’re aging like a fine (yet depressing) wine best enjoyed on cold gray days and long train rides home, or whenever you address the aches in your “bones” and the “darkness in your eyes;” [LISTEN].