Lung, thou Herb of the Abyssal soul
Thou pandar to the foul harlot, life
The rankest lies wherewith thy being is rife
Too fulsomely illume thy flames' torch
Whereon is write the secret of our dole
Of mortal woes immortalized by thee,
and wisdom, through thine olden perfidy,
Drawn back to life from some Lethean shoal
Hallucinations compounded of the world's old dust
With fire that feeds the seventh hell forever!
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015
Joseph Hawker subverts the musical and sociopolitical status quo with a black metal triptych that's as incendiary as it is impressionistic. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 5, 2022