Fewer have died in far deeper waters
This place wasn’t meant for us
Punished by banishment
Propel me to the purest form of misery
We must make a home in this new hell
Cryptic musings etched across their backs
Reflect my sins off the seas below
The chosen few, plump for the buzzards Adorned with the jewels of our mouths
Accept
The blade
Your duty
Inexorable
Come to me now, my darling
Your purpose becomes clear
It matters not what we have done
Only now that we atone
What else could complete us?
What else but this perfect immolation?
supported by 6 fans who also own “Punished by Banishment”
Ἡ εἰκών was an impressive debut, but way too short! Luckily, Ψευδομένη arrives to satisfy the urge for more of what made its precedessor hit hard and fast: some atmospheric moments (don't be deterred as this is still brutal, dissonant and disgusting to the core) and at the same time, J.L. is exploring longer tracks - e.g. my personal favourite - and implementing some cavernous lows. If there's one thing we can all agree on, it's most likely that this man refuses to stand still. What a pace! David Fischer
supported by 4 fans who also own “Punished by Banishment”
This absolutely rips! Hunk of mid-tempo mayhem that leaved the battlefield littered with the remains of the enemy. These riffs push the creative envelope and the auditory. The drumming beats out epic rhythms and the bass blasts through all else that remains. Take a slab of this and cram it in your ear holes. barleybase