You are the misshapen truth of individuation, the falsely tangible evidentiary climax of reality and the only pinging […]
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Mourning at the mouth of the great grey lake. Staring into the abyss in search of the everlasting […]
Despite a prolific release schedule, an entirely niche ethos far away away from populism, and attention split between […]
Cleromantic summons, ominous sortition willed into insidious outcome by the tedium of run-on gibbered occult murmur determines the […]
Aus der gruft, rein in den wald. — Neglect of the augurs’ warning brings a deserved death for […]
The poison-mouthed pungency of the open-aired corpse, its naked and unburied rot settling a thick drape of detestable […]
Officially formed as a solo project from musician/artist Tedd L. circa 2007 in the Orléans area (north-central France) […]
The infinite inspiration of Satan, granted only in the most remote and untouched ancient places, once again graces […]
First a curse and then the corpse… stirring beneath, given muscle by necromantic magick, begins cracking back to […]
Among the most respectable yet well-forgotten oral traditions yet extant on record the knowledge of one’s hour of […]
Back to the dirt with ’em, a great stinking cemeterial heap in mind. — The times they are […]
Larger than life, but no bigger than the people. — Being considered a “professional amateur” heavy metal band […]
[…] Lough Nahanagan, a corrupt form of the old name Loch na n-Onchon, the lake of the otters. […]
Chopped in half, tossed into a dumpster… without a lid. — With the torso left intact this half […]
Shots fired. — Half-hearted and ham-fisted vignettes of sloppy 90’s metal revisionism, dumbed down as a point of […]
Our bodies buried in shallow graves, imprints of barbaric violence and pools of moldering blood spoiling beneath clusters […]
“Waaraan uw hooge zee van starren beidt, / Leid gij mij uit den afgrond van dit heden, / […]
Stealing the flame from its keeper. — Character built from action, interruption, adaptation and the will to go […]
A wash of water tossed upon a slab in proffer of divine adventure. — Returning for their eighth […]
A night-bound mirage borne from fading internal light and the suffocating flurries of the northern extremes St. Petersburg, […]
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