I, who stand below dark waters
Felt the slime which filled your hunger
I, who stand before the triad
shall complete, the ritual of three.
Walk along the putrid gore
Of past ones profaned forever
We penetrate your flesh and bores.
To consumate your god's disaster
Thru the black swamp
Below the black sun
Following the currents
Great moon
reveals
the scripture of the elders
Human
contemplate
The greatness of our stench
Stare me, into my fluorescent eyes.
As I proclaim the blasphemous feast
Left this place, but wont leave this life.
Inside your mind shall reign the beast
So I wake, with inocence above me, but filled with the perturbation within.
None of my words could describe the horror, such grotesque as a slaugther's scream
The end is near. I hear a noise at the door.
God, that hand! The window! The window!
The debut LP from psych-doom group Inanimus features dungeon synth artist Elyvilion and blends crushing riffs with big atmospherics. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 4, 2022