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"Upon the Hills of Divination" is Sun Worship’s second album as a duo. In the years since releasing 2019’s "Emanations of Desolation" they managed to hone their already elaborated drums'n'guitar assault to maximize impact. Combining versatile, restless and passionate drumming with detailed, varied and harsh, high-octane riffing there’s hardly a second to rest over the course of its playtime. And yet, there are rare moments of beauty, silence and calm emerging from the sonic abyss Sun Worship drag you into. A sense of wonder and relief contrasting the overall doomed caveman-atmospheres provided. "Upon the Hills of Divination" delivers a stripped-down, fierce and primal – yet sophisticated, confident and well-versed listening experience. If you’re looking for an uncompromising, unpredictable and unique blend of Death, Black and simply no-bullshit Metal, look no further.

Comes in a 6-panel digipack. First batch comes in black polycarbonate CD.

PURE WRATH were formed 2014 in West Java, Indonesia as the anguished, atmospheric and affecting Black Metal project of multi-instrumentalist Januaryo Hardy.

Fourth full-length "Bleak Days Ahead" builds wonderfully upon the panoramic and poignant melodies of 2022's wounded "Hymn to the Woeful Hearts". Utilising a more 'live' and separated production, the band and guests have dialled back the cinematics and upped the dynamics - allowing a varied sound palette including organ, mellotron, throat singing, piano and saxophone to express the sadness in high-functioning depression and the suffocating routines of modern life.

3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Often mistakenly considered a second demo tape, Where the Snows are Never Gone…, conceived and released in 1997, is OLD WAINDS’ first full-length album. The eight songs whose titles and lyrics apart from the opener are all written in Cyrillic show the band at their most barbaric and unhinged. Musically following in the footsteps of early Norwegian classics, the material sees these mad savages annihilating everything in their way. Those inhuman vocals must also rank among the most insane and hate-filled ever.

3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Where the Snows are Never Gone… was followed by a 2nd demo before Religion of Spiritual Violence would be unleashed upon the unworthy masses in 2002. Comprising of titles and lyrics entirely in Cyrillic their second album is undoubtedly several steps up in terms of song-writing and production. By and large continuing the trajectory of their previous efforts, OLD WAINDS on Where the Snows are Never Gone… present material more refined and versatile while still retaining the barbaric edge of its predecessors.

3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Some old fanatics who revered OLD WAINDS’ first two albums for their unadulterated savagery were initially taken aback by Scalding Coldness.
It’s on Scalding Coldness that their compositions are presented with a proper studio production for the first time. Although considerably cleaner and therefore less bestial than previous efforts, Scalding Coldness is basically a logical continuation of Religion of Spiritual Violence. Clocking in at over 40 minutes their third full length consists of eight proficiently composed tracks of hateful coldness. Despite the material being boosted by a pro production and the introduction of more melody, Scalding Coldness bears the distinct OLD WAINDS mark and is a mandatory acquisition

The new solo-project from Micke Broberg (UNANIMATED).
Dark and epic Black Metal for fans of ROOT, BATHORY or ANCIENT WISDOM.

As the notes of the album’s opener crawl out of the speakers; slowly but steadily spreading and paving its way like black lava, the atmosphere thickens with unsettling dread and bleakness. The 8 tracks which together constitute DAEMONIUM REGNI’s eponymous album feel like a liturgy charged with foul energy held in the service of darkness and perdition.

Proficient arrangements with different layers added on top of repetitive riffs and all instruments very competently performed by the band’s sole member turn Daemonium Regni into an intriguing listen. The vocals and the way the exclusively Latin lyrics are intonated play a major role in the album. Mixed to the foreground and in equal measure performed as demonic growls as well as in the form of sombre chanting, the vocals make all the difference in this album.

Daemonium Regni not only marks DAEMONIUM REGNI’s first full length, as a matter of fact, it is the band’s very first sign of existence. Mickael Broberg, its sole member is anything but a newcomer, though. Mostly known as the singer of UNANIMATED he has been involved in various bands and projects throughout the decades. Darkness Shall Rise are very proud to introduce you to his latest and possibly darkest band DAEMONIUM REGNI.

Collaborative Ep by Tårfödd and Mörkvind.

The warrior suffers the loss of his beloved; a deep pain pierces him, and the wind of fate sweeps away all traces of happiness, carrying away even his clarity of mind.

Soon he descends into madness: the trolls of the forest whisper to him, and lost in his frenzy, he succumbs to a murderous rage.

The gods remain silent. Alone, in the frozen North and battered by a snowstorm, he finally hears the voice of Odin — tragic and relentless.

He bends to the snow, closes his eyes forever, finding in that silence both the god and death itself.

An album where i got the honor to work (on track 1, 2, 3, 5 & 6) with Revenant Noctis (Ger) from Sarkrista, Order of Nosferat, Velmorth and Siechknecht

In late 2024, AINZAMKAIT delivered their bolt-from-the-blue debut album, Was des Lebens nicht wert. The work of one Grymnir der Zornige, AINZAMKAIT's moniker is a linguistic twist on the German "Einsamkeit," which is loneliness in English - and fittingly, that's exactly what he delivered, offering a righteous new twist on Teutonic black metal.

Proving that was no fluke, AINZAMKAIT return under the banner of PURITY THROUGH FIRE with Fluch des Nachzehrers. Sonically, on first blush, this second album is built upon the same foundation as the debut: riffs that are hypnotically melancholic yet also strangely triumphant, a slow-burning approach to pacing, and Grymnir der Zornige's full-throated rasp elevating everything safely beyond DSBM dross. However, where that first album conveyed a certain hooliganism latent to the best German black metal, here do AINZAMKAIT soar on cosmic wings high into the night, raised up on synths that are even more ethereal than that no-less-considerable debut; indeed, one need only translate this album's title as well as ponder the cover art to perceive their nocturnal trajectory. Strangely enough, the eight tracks comprising Fluch des Nachzehrers are more compact this time around but somehow sound even more expansive: the destination might be the same, but the route to get there has been altered slightly - and compellingly, vampirically so. With new drummer Geyst des Wüterichs likewise providing livelier color, AINZAMKAIT continue their noble march...the curse awakens!

A project of Ungod (SAD / NECROHELL/ BLOODMOON ECLIPSE) and Throne (HOR)
in the vein of BERGRIZEN, AASKEREIA

After a whole decade of silence, Downfall Of Nur is back with a new album. The studio project born from Italian-born Antonio Sanna is finally ready to give a proper follow up to the acclaimed debut Umbras de Barbagia (2015). And the Firmament will Burn to Quench the Pain of this Earth unfolds as a profound reflection on the ancestral memory and deeply rooted symbols of Sardinia.
At its core lies the dual figure of the feminine: the Mother Goddess, an ancient archetype associated with fertility, the earth, and permanence, represented in the prehistoric iconography of Sardinia, and human mothers, silent protagonists who carry the restrained sorrow of mourning their children lost to ancestral conflicts, such as the disamistade, a ritualized enmity deeply embedded in Sardinian cultural memory.
The album’s central narrative revolves around the transition of an individual caught in these ancient cycles of hostility. Upon shedding his physical form, his spirit merges with the archetype of the Mother Goddess, an ancestral presence embodying the exhaustion provoked by the endless repetition of violence and death. This union marks a threshold: an essential act of purification that confronts oblivion and halts the ceaseless recurrence of suffering.
Though not explicitly named, the mothers form the ethical and emotional foundation of the work. Their grief transcends the individual and extends into the collective, shaping the social memory and the ontological relationship between human beings and the land they inhabit. The Mother Goddess and the mothers symbolically intertwine, revealing the rupture between humanity and the earth that sustains it. The album posits a breaking point: the weariness of the Mother Goddess in the face of perpetual cycles of vengeance, death, and forgetting. This rupture is not presented as punitive, but as an inevitable act of purification, fire consuming what has been denied by collective memory.
And the Firmament Will Burn to Quench the Pain of This Earth calls for attentive and contemplative listening. It is not a linear or conclusive narrative, but a fragmented ritual space that opens the way to multiple layers of interpretation, where history, mythology, and human mourning converge. Ultimately, the album stands as an act of living memory—a tribute to Sardinia as a sacred, wounded land, bearer of silenced histories—and an invitation to recognize, through listening, the profound sorrow that resides in the broken bond between man, woman, earth, and the divine.