Orgy

When the weather’s cold enough, you know all you wanted in this damp cellar 

is an orgy with my knife

 

Turn your lust to fiery spill, an ultimate burst of ecstasy, liquified

You know you can’t lie. You know you can’t hide.

Esahp

Now that the culling’s half done.

That the calling for tyrants have been sung. 

Time to enter the next phase is at hand

Time to relearn the ways of the burnt and forgotten ones, those who shalt be returned again.

Sweet Little PC

Sometimes, you’re so special, we made special hunting routes and sceneries, just for you, 

You sexy, sweaty, tasty little pin cushions….

Sikhluz II

The time is ripe now to travel 

Sweet preys – Kahadrum-dabra

Embrace the void 

Nothing

Hold a knife, blooded

To the throat of Love

We are The Lust

That comes from Nothing

N.A.M.B.

Nemo

Night Treat

Abra-Kadum-Abra

Dark as the tidings of the rising tempest, welcome the black rain drips,

For our lady of the coven, the bearer of sigils, 

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

O Mirror, Mirror on The Fall

Looking back at one’s past mumbling and rants, it becomes clear how much spiritual confusion and degeneration has taken place, instead of a fierce enlightenment. Trite, mediocre and anxiety driven, a spite on the true guidance path of the elders.

Khuran-barao, natas-sealb

Be cleansed shall one be of impurities – shattered glass, broken vision

Khuran-barao, natas-sealb

Aberr-rerakh Abra-Had-Dabra

Kadum-Dabra

The Fall

Mixed feelings is an understatement of one’s perplexing dilemma – is she a game or a prey? I wish the floors and ceilings would whisper their wisdom now, and clear up the jumble of thoughts, beautiful dark visions.

AHD

Abra - Had - Dabra 

Let the masters of the disguised Arts

Come to bear one’s wishes for the four parts

Abra - Had - Kadum - Dabra

Masters of Shan - Gri - La

Meet one halfway in the circle 

Of night and secrets forever idle 

Hand in Hand

Stupidity and vanity go hand in hand. A pair of gloves that fits a pair of hands. It’s the reason why some are much easier to lure than others.

It’s the reason why one would, and should, smile, upon the misery that the arrogant hand shaking one’s own has to enjoy, in the cleansing that is The Hunt…

Winter Mood III

And so Thy will be scum

Upon earth as it is on the ravens

Let Thy kingdom cum

And Thy lust be done

Forever in darkness be damn

Good Ole Mushroom

It was the 90s. College. Senior year. Faculty’s annual hazing camp. Booze, weed and all sorts of chemical abuse everywhere you look. I seemed to remember a ‘super’ senior guy dashing through the camp and banging his head against a tree trunk after some tasty mushrooms.

This 1996 album by Acrimony would have been a great soundtrack to that weird night. Especially with that closing song “Firedance”.

Chew on that mushroooommmm.

Reliving Sabbath (Pt.2)

Continuing with my new found and rather belated joy for Sludge/Stoner/Doom music galore that seemed to bring the best of Black Sabbath’s sound to modern day metal, here’s Cough’s 2010 “Ritual Abuse”.

Damn, don’t you just love that artwork?

Get tainted.

Reliving Sabbath

I can still remember it like yesterday. It was a fine clear day and I was truly enjoying the first few years of school, barely passing the single digit age number. After a morning full of education it was time to go where only my older brothers and sisters have gone before: the local record shop.

That was the day I bought my first MC. And that tape was Black Sabbath’s self-titled debut. I didn’t know exactly how it will sound like. I just had one look at the cover and got mesmerized instantly. Just as instantly as when the actual music mesmerized me since the first song.

What a day that was.

I could be having a really bad day and all it will take is just a few minutes of ‘Sleeping Village’ or ‘Evil Women’ and it’ll all feel alright again.

Of course, as time goes by, I started getting properly acquainted with the more extreme development of heavy music. Got swamped in the vast landscapes of Thrash, Speed, Black and Death Metal so much I hardly ever listen to that first tape again along the late 80s and early 90s.

Anyway, Black Sabbath’s music has never really been erased from my taste bud. The likes of St. Vitus and Cathedral have kept it flickering every now and then too. But I never thought there will be a day when I could actually hear such delightful sludgy, dark and doomy music becoming prevalent again.

So, one can only imagine how delightfully surprised I was when I finally discover the likes of Acrimony, Eyehategod, Yob and Cough since the early 2000s. Yeah, I know I was really late in catching the drift. Better late than never I guess?

Hell. Let’s start with the shadiest and vilest of them all.

Luciferian signs by Cough (2008)