A forest of impaled souls so dark and deep
Depraved and tormented woods resound with hellish cries
Sanguinary sap leaks forth from tattered bodies aloft
And trickles slowly to the soil, decayed and rusted
No breath is drawn in this place, nor does a pulse give hint of any life
Sunlight is totally absent, no warmth to cauterize this mire of gore
Gore
Carrion crows weep their dirge into hollow ears of souls departed
Putrid stench of thousands here, fallen from grace
The flesh is so easily run through, orgasmic in its horrific nature
At my table I enjoy the feast of sickness
This abominable spectacle before me
My eyes bleed
supported by 22 fans who also own “Opens/Eviscerates”
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
supported by 20 fans who also own “Opens/Eviscerates”
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