i must find the tome
must find the tome, the pages I seek
i must run, must run, must run...
oh but when I look back from the torn fields
the homestead doesn't look so bad now
my blistered loins be damned
these cursed bones flourish evermore
i must find the tome
the mania of my father
to undo this foulness, this foulness
my brother, he the horror, 'hieronymus'
will break his earthly chains
as does his, my own flesh shifts and ruptures
we must stop this, stop this we must
for we are surely doomed
if not for this last and faintest hope
the hour is late, but the locus is found
the miskatonic: it goes by this hallowed name
An entrance I must secure
Lest I’ve stooped to fall
to be ripped, be torn, discarded
as we all, in all time
What more can you say after reading the abhorrent bio of this album that tells the vision behind it? This is the black vomit of Tchornobog: abyssal violation of your senses and pineal gland and you are not the same person after encountering this multidimensional god. 𝙅𝙤𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡
a punishingly heavy, yet startlingly soulful album. “beaten” chugs from start to finish and reaches a harrowing crescendo; brendan’s “I AM FREE” reverberates around in my dreams. the cover of “no dreaming” had my jaw on the floor the first time i heard it. but “relent?” the entire runtime of this song, i’m compelled by some otherworldly force to scream my soul out right along to the lyrics. not to mention the incredible riffs; the choruses remind me of a blackened ulcerate, e milesmccollough
Oakland, CA quartet LYCUS return with a new album on Relapse Records. Heavy, epic, mournful, and replete with art by Paolo Girardi. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 5, 2016
This searing, four-track split from Bog Wizard (Michigan) and Dust Lord (Colorado) pairs stoner rock riffs with hard fantasy themes. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021