With this knot I seal this hex you will not sleep you will not rest knots of anger knots of hate discord brings you to your fate you to your fate to your fate satan waiting
Do it alone and top of your soul
They put their crosses up the centre of the city (Yeah?)
Timbre down the boards and the beams (Uh-huh)
The murder heard, the night before, a committee
The town’s laughs overlapping the screams
Lighting up there inside of the fog
The town rallies in the damp and the mud
To repent they eagerly await
Well here comes the rain here comes the rain
Let go of everything you've ever held so close inside you
We’ll light em up
And walk hand in hand with the devil
His cult beside you
Let satan take these bitches back to the block
Let my form sink down into your flesh
Come my friends, we're on the hunt, we'll strip the runts of their white porcelain flesh
Let's grab the witch and drown the bitch and lead her to her unfortunate fate
LET'S BREAK THE CURSE SHES CONJURED ON ME,
HEAR HER SCREAMS AS SHE BEGS TO BE FREED
BURN HER
And here we are, burning upon this effigy
and here we are, the demons hate still inside us
And here we are, in the arms of the concrete jungle
and here we are with all this hate still inside of me
Salem
Dark cloud in the dusk, darkening
Shining in the rust, sulphur skin
Diamond in the dirt, gathered above
The eyes look from the woods worn like a glove
A whisper and a hiss deep in the throat
The skin of a witch, my winter coat
Manifest from the spell, I erect
Shadow from the shell: Baphomet
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
An album that is a worthy heir of the mathcore's sound of the early The Dillinger Escape Plan in "Calculating the Infinity". Besides, the convergence of that with the 80's midi melodies from the arcade games, makes the ensemble a unique combination of different fragments of the belittled memory of our generation. feedthecrocodyle85
Dans la mesure où ces types sont des fous, nous somme en droit de penser qu'ils ne maitrisent rien du tout ; et c'est pourtant tout le contraire. Il s'agit donc bien d'un album de dingues, mais pas forcément pour les dingues ; même si je pense que ces derniers pourront s'y retrouver complètement. Poesy Rider