“Your body is not a temple, it’s just food for the pump.”
Marching towards horizons more terrifying and otherworldly.
A cavalcade into depravity.
Entombed in dereliction.
Transcendental sludge that grooves you into the floor.
“Where once you stood
Climbs vapor to the stars
Where did you go?”
“Send my body to Arby’s.”
Plunging into dismal depths with a doom goliath.
Obsidian depths and suffocating forlornness reign.
A pestilent brute of aural decimation.
Powerful melody and spacious soundscapes stacked on sludgy hardcore riffing.
Our latest album review variety episode where we dissect some frigid black metal, murky death-doom, progressive sludge, and Dark Souls-inspired black metal.