As wolves hungry for flesh and utter foulness
We roam thirsting for incineration
Horrified spirits await, into the dark
These times will come
These times will come again
Whip the naked torso,
Bleeding, slouching, dead
Longinus will you come forth, pierce his withered side
End the feeble cries
A dissention into decadence from the ill-begotten rules of man
Life's blood of centuries pours for those who rule
Dull and muted meat
Loss of centuries
Scepter of his lies
Cull the ancient concourse
Wanton fiction spread
Steeled in profane blood
As regression stirs
We Invoke
Into apostasy, end thy treachery
No more lord of lies
Third day you shall not rise
Crossing Charon’s path, execration’s wrath
Into demonacy, I shalt not suffer thee
To invoke the apostasy
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It's like if Suffocation had current-day Immolation production with the thick sound that's slightly round at the edges. This is high quality death metal, performed and recorded well. fyeahmetal
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This is so much like Morbid Angel, it's uncanny. In fact, it's better than anything Morbid Angel has put out in years. Bone-crushing and bleak, it's reminiscent of Gateways to Annihilation. fyeahmetal
As scalding as hot lava, the latest from French group Non Serviam collides black metal brutality with industrial grind. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023