First pressing of "The New Wave of Rotten Fornication" on CD. Featuring all 10 tracks plus lyrics sheet insert.
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lyrics
I always knew when I buried him
In my septic tank he would come back to haunt me
So, I never sleep; his final words a curse – and tonight
Macabre forces make good on his promise
Up from the toilet, a hulking mass of shit
With only one prerogative – to ensure it’s killer doesn’t live
Trudging down the hall; the stench of shit permeates
Creaking of the stairs; through brown-eyed vision stares
Hearing mushy footsteps squelching, squeezing
Leaving reeking heaps of feces streaking on the carpet;
It finds its target
Open fire – diarrhea blast into my face, I can’t react
My skull is smashed, my eyes roll back
A shitty death for a shitty friend
supported by 11 fans who also own “The Excremental”
I'm kicking my own ass for somehow missing this when it released. Expertly arranged death metal with kick drums that could demolish a high-rise. zirtonic
supported by 10 fans who also own “The Excremental”
An outstanding Extreme doom death album, in the best tradition. The funerary atmosphere reminds of Evoken ('Centuries of ooze" bears striking similarities, for my delight). It is overall sharp, dark, hypnotic and unrelenting. One of those rare convincing new bands that hold proud the legacy of the biggest names. Bertrand Marchal
supported by 10 fans who also own “The Excremental”
Le premier EeeaaarrK ! de l'album m'a convaincu. On peut pas entamer un album au chant comme ça et ensuite plus rien. Bah justement non, après, y a pas plus rien !
Bon attention, là faut maîtriser la double négation les ami.es.
Bref, un disque qui te promène dans un park d'attraction, où chaque attraction a pour but de te dévisser les os du squelette. gregory duveau