Surge of power
Flows through my bones
I yearn for souls
To complete my quest
Monstrous axe slicing
Off the skin of mortals
Engulfing flames overhead
Hear their flesh ignite
Screams deafening
Bugs gnawing at corpses
Wolves howl the song of destruction
Thick miasma coats the sky
My sword grows hungry
Onto the next village
An outstanding Extreme doom death album, in the best tradition. The funerary atmosphere reminds of Evoken ('Centuries of ooze" bears striking similarities, for my delight). It is overall sharp, dark, hypnotic and unrelenting. One of those rare convincing new bands that hold proud the legacy of the biggest names. Bertrand Marchal