The last day of the Creation…
The chorals of the groaning tremble
Black temples of the underworld…
Cutting with a blade of serpent’s gaze
The warts of life from the matter of eternity
Unbaptized dwellers of the dimensions of Inferno
Spouted with magical torrents
Onto the blackening fields of apprehension.
Having our memories of Eden lost,
We pour down with drops of lead
From the giant crater of hollow eye-pits of time
On the sepulcher of the only God.
Lucifer! Your army is blazing with wrath
The shackles of ash grey horizons
Filling with crimson threads of blasphemy.
Breaking angelic spines
In the raving storm of battles
Our army will burn out the fortresses of Spirit
To ascent upon the broken rocks
That grow from the putrid flesh of the crucified fisherman.
Falling on the ground with sorrowful shades of grief
The domes are melted by the soot
Into the boundlessness of night
Cutting the paths of mercy of God
Who stretched upon the souls of believers.
The black essence of our Lord’s will
Yawns the abyss of the perfection of death
Scattering the decrepit herds
Of the last hope of demented Michael.
God’s throne will be burned upon your grave!
The desolation hangs above the fates
Of the conquered world of shattered idols
That used to serve as amulets from darkness
In the cowardly hearts of Adam’s spawns.
We came to put your faith to fire!
Behold through the holes on your palms
What used to be the temple of the Universe
And now it’s just ashes under the hooves
Of the infuriated army of Satan…
A mess of swirling brutal death, maybe somewhat more structured and therefor more memorable than other band that do this style, combined with a sci-fi horror theme. This slays for days. nathan breon
I thought this was ridiculous but the Mark Cooper cover kept bringing me back. I learned to appreciate slam more and one day this just clicked. Even the drum machine and parody vocals somehow make sense now, and the guitar sounds terrific. Pure insanity. Alien slam. Metallurgical Fire
Jamais déçu, c'est encore du bon, du lourd, du technique...
Le chant est toujours en retrait, mêlé au guitares sur-sollicitées, enivrantes et survoltées, s'entremêlant en envolées alambiquées ou lourdeurs pesantes, batterie en mode 12.7 à canon froid-constant (comprenne qui pourra 😂)... Bref... Rien à jeter, ceci est un bijou du début à la fin, qui arrive presque trop vite... Du moins, quand on est attentif, chapitre après chapitre, tranquille. Sinon en résumé : énergisant !! 🤘😂🤘 EklektikTrip