This record will stomp your spine into dust, and that’s a promise.
shoutout all the hiking metal punks
Call the ambulances in advance cuz these are some massacre riffs
Like listening in on a jewelry store robbery
The sound of a sacrificial offering burning to the bone.
“Withstand the tide,
Head above water,
A maelstrom of revolt,
Blood and brine”
The Devil himself must’ve produced this record, cuz it’s too damn good to not be sinful
A long but rewarding climb up a mountain of synthesizers.
I didn’t know rap could get this fuckn’ heavy.
The Borat of death metal has returned to spew sixteen years’ worth of darkness.
The Gen X legends are back with a dronecore odyssey.
Country for cenobites.