Dwellers of this old place
Gather for the Festival
To awake horrors without name
The rites of my ancestors
Hooded figures climb the hill
The procession reaches the frayed church
Gliding to the moldy chambers
Going down through caustic tombs
Descending forever
Until the core of this addled land
Disgusting warped creatures
Whirling into the air
Sneaking from the tunnels
Out of some putrid lair
I can hear the chanting growing
And above the husky talk
The ominous heavy footsteps
Of things that should not walk
Nitrous fire of leprous flame
Viscid river with mephitic stench
Keys to unlock a nameless threat
Invoked now by the faceless folk
The spells were cast again
To bring forth madness and pain
The final gate for human doom
The rite of Yule!
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This is the most personally appealing piece of music I have run into in a long time - from the beautiful lyrics and art and the crushing, non pretentious gorgeous heavy music. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, crushing - are there are other words? Gorgeous, exquisite.... sock4never
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The band pays tribute to old-school black metal without becoming a cliché. Their music is exactly what I want when I want to listen to straight-up Second Wave black metal. The riffs were memorable and weren’t diluted by too-long run times; the drums were resonant and powerful without being overpowering, and the songwriting was excellent overall.
Finland black metal band att the finest.
10/10
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The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024
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Heaviest of the heavy, God Disease's sound is something dredged up from the murky deep. Visceral, foul, and menacing, these EPs are mesmerizing and achieve an unrelenting grip on my psyche every time I play one of them. Name's Dalton