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This twisted and perverted death metal album is your personal premium membership allowing full access to Club Squirting Blood.
Every room designed to bring extreme pleasure and hard on pain. Sensually orchestrated death metal filth, smeared with sleazy grease.
Welcome in, welcome f'n nude. Ugh!

Entomophthora was formed during a conversation about zombie flies in 2022, and consists of Roger Isaksen (vocals, bass, guitar) and Tom Wahl (guitar), both veterans in the Norwegian metal scene.
Their dark form of music is a natural combination of Tom Wahl’s old-school death metal approach and Roger Isaksen’s more modern extreme metal background. The result is «Instinctual Disease»; eight tracks of powerful guitars, intense vocals and rapid rhythms. Ripping death metal to the bone!

Almost 4 years after their debut album “Drapsdalen” Valdaudr returns with the mighty follow up!
“Du Skal Frykte” brings even more nostalgia and atmosphere from the past to the table. There's a bit more melodic touch to it, but in the right way. Often reminding of the great early Satyricon, Ulver and other scene pillars, this album still brings you back to the early 90's and the whole reason why we started enjoying this epic and majestic genre. Hail Norwegian Black Metal!

Prepare for the unholy union of darkness and destruction with "Draw Blood", the latest offering from Svarttjern!
Let darkness spread, "Draw Blood" will raise the dead.
Ten tracks of terror, with a lyrical fist, each one a torment you won’t want to miss.
Let the darkness unfold, with Draw Blood, a black metal tale so cold.

This old and rancid sabbatical articulation was consecrated in morbid malignancy through archaic incunabula vampyric texts and the twisted philosophical structure of vinegar blood, the cadaveric cauldron with which these texts are nourished and bathed and the vibrational current of cryptic music, is embraced under the temple of heresy regarding the visions and the reverse trance anointed in mortal blood on octingenti black candles, unbaptized opus that serve as a funerary reminder towards the pestilent and monumental orchestrations of the "Vampyric Arts of Putrefaction".

The bestiality and ferocity are translated into a fiery and black barbaric cadence that is robustly justified with the putrid gloomy emblem of a distant black church, an unbaptized fortress of agonizing mist and black pylons of catacombs and unclean spirits. Die Schattenfestung serves a single evil purpose which is reflected under octingenti black candles of a rotten and cadaverous sound rehearsal as an album of primordial force towards vampyric raw black metal.

One of the mysterious and select entities that made up the extinct The Temple of Paroketh Death Current under the glossolalic atrocities of dark ambient Experimental, has been stalking and digging in the depths of the most twisted shadows with dizzying and oppressive acts since 2018, serving an evolutionary and cyclical purpose, with this new aberrant, exhaustive and cavernous opus titled “Nosophoros- The Pale Specter From the Unholy Graveyard” drags us towards glossolalic atrocities composed of two ominous hymns attached to the delirious sacrilege of fatal weapons, an amazing but painful act of resurgent malignancy towards the old rotten chrysalises of the dark Eden that comprise a reverse odyssey, an arduous gloomy pilgrimage combined with the crushing terrifying mess of vociferations that have been carved and diminished towards the vampire / philosophical directions of the rotten astral. Not only does it encompass the old twilight orgies that melted as pillars of dark ambient, but it now strongly embraces solid structures of glossolalic raw black metal that it ferociously dislocates with the thunderous funeral march of Inexorable cursed paths that alter and cause an uncomfortable and incomprehensible tension to worldly ears, a hysterical odyssey that is disturbing in the inverse pyramidal structure of the ghostly black metal and profane art of this title. The twilight star, the voices that swallow their roots to flourish like the oscillating spectre that will remain perpetual for a long time like a dark unhinged pylon.

Exhumed from sanguine sulfur necropolis by charnel smoke spell, Ecuador’s Wampyric Rites have been evoked once again for another masterclass in raw black metal orthodoxy, with their latest incantation, Summoning the Beasts in the Night of Lycanthropic Moon, being a four chapter grimoire slaked with the lunar thirst of the unquenchable bestial bloodlust. Woven with the prodigal power of wolven tapestry terror, Summoning the Beasts in the Night of Lycanthropic Moon, is awash with epic spell compositions, dungeon synth soliloquy, raging melancholic tremolo, rasping vocal lamentation, infectious percussive patterns, feral grimdark thematics, sorrow storm atmospherics and a full-bodied equilibrium of production putridity—one that mixes these alchemical elements together into true necromantic work of gilded sonic cruelty. Yet another stellar offering from one of South America’s most potent raw black metal cabals, Wampyric Rites have led another salacious audial assault upon the mortal realms, one that any acolyte of tomb cult reverie would be remiss to experience for themselves.

Exhumed from sanguine sulfur necropolis by charnel smoke spell, Ecuador’s Wampyric Rites have been evoked once again for another masterclass in raw black metal orthodoxy, with their latest incantation, Summoning the Beasts in the Night of Lycanthropic Moon, being a four chapter grimoire slaked with the lunar thirst of the unquenchable bestial bloodlust. Woven with the prodigal power of wolven tapestry terror, Summoning the Beasts in the Night of Lycanthropic Moon, is awash with epic spell compositions, dungeon synth soliloquy, raging melancholic tremolo, rasping vocal lamentation, infectious percussive patterns, feral grimdark thematics, sorrow storm atmospherics and a full-bodied equilibrium of production putridity—one that mixes these alchemical elements together into true necromantic work of gilded sonic cruelty. Yet another stellar offering from one of South America’s most potent raw black metal cabals, Wampyric Rites have led another salacious audial assault upon the mortal realms, one that any acolyte of tomb cult reverie would be remiss to experience for themselves.