Spill the blood of ancients
Upon the throne of the godless king
Vile creed of lunacy
Now see their faces decay
I bend their suffering to my will
By the hands of twisted fate
There’s no tomorrow
The face of my sorrow
Drown in the river
of the venomous kind
As the serpent rears it’s head
Revealing it’s split tongue
Cut off the head of
Insidious snakes
Once the words were spoken
Reflected in the mirrors
sickening gaze
The eyes of the world are blind
Now see with eyeless sight
I bend their suffering to my will
By the hand of twisted fate
There’s no tomorrow
The face of my sorrow
An outstanding Extreme doom death album, in the best tradition. The funerary atmosphere reminds of Evoken ('Centuries of ooze" bears striking similarities, for my delight). It is overall sharp, dark, hypnotic and unrelenting. One of those rare convincing new bands that hold proud the legacy of the biggest names. Bertrand Marchal
Heaviest thing I’ve heard all year along with Altarage. Okay I’ve been listening to this record for the past two weeks and it just gets better and better. Dissonant grooves galore Jacob Ballance
I bought the digital version and after a few listens I realised I hadn't paid enough, so I bought the CD from Transcending Obscurity. Effing great. jousterjim