I stand before the ancient granite hall
This forbidding slab of stone
Light the candle, venture deeper
Into this resting place of my paternal race
And I have seen this place before
A strange vision in my mind
To claim my heritage of death
And rest within the tomb of Hyde
Four white walls and iron bars
keep me from meetings with the dead
But in that vault, I know, my vessel there awaits
A coffin for to rest my head
And I will see this place again
In the hollow by the trees
A phantom visage wreathed in flame
Brings me to my knees at the door of the tomb
The tomb of Hyde
If Elric had a soundtrack it would be this. It's everything you want from a epic metal album. Like a hot poker in the eye, but in a good way. Scott Malthouse
Weedian presents a 56-track chronicle of Mexico's stoner metal and heavy psych scenes, from ’90s forefathers to contemporary wrecking crews. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 21, 2022