you will not enter this place, he said to me
but I am compelled, I have returned
can you not see me?
you are grotesque, your odor is putrid; what are you?
fuck you, scum, I'll do this without you
what? what will you do?
i've found myself in this graven place
i will not escape
these towering ivy-strewn walls
i suppose they're to wreathe my grave?
vicious teeth gnash at me from amidst the vagrant shadows
my blood is boiling
my squamous skin rips from the bone,
my precious liquid spills forth,
those inner stars, my celestial curse
are strewn upon this sombre loess
and these earthly jaws tear me limb from joint
marrow sucked, soul fucked
i've found myself in this graven place,
i will not escape
these towering ivy-strewn walls
wreathe my grave
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