Reichlett Thing from II by Human Capital

I want you to hurt me like I can’t feel
I need a justification for this blinding rage.
All of the shit left in my back yard hasn’t been fertile.
Like I thought it would
Therefore Nothing can grow
The gnats maggots and vermin like you are all that is surrounding me.
Someone better phone the department of lost causes
They’ve been looking for you

You may never ask me for a reason why.
But you operate under an assumption of my character.
If there’s static in the air it’s entirely because of you.

We want to see you hang.
I want to watch you bleed out until you’re an exhausted husk just like you made those around you.
I want to hurt you like I can’t feel.
I want to send you straight to fucking hell.
You’re a vision ripped straight from Wes Craven’s Fever Dreams.

Why are you here?
Is this all you have in your sad fucking life?
Why am I here forced to deal with it?
Why are you talking to me?
When will you learn to shut your mouth?
When will I learn not to let you in?
When will you learn?

I want to hurt you like I can’t feel.
I want to show you the monster dwelling inside of me.
Not so deep down inside of me.

We want to see you hang.
I want to watch you bleed out until you’re an exhausted husk just like you made those around you.
I want to hurt you like I can’t feel.
I want to send you straight to fucking hell.
You’re a vision ripped straight from Wes Craven’s Fever Dreams.


I want to hurt you like I can’t feel.
I want to show you the monster dwelling inside of me.
Not so deep down inside of me.

• Experimental
• dark ambient
• field recordings
• industrial
• noisecore
• plunderphonics