I raise my hands to the sky
Withered, prepared to die
Final thoughts through my mind
Flow slowly into mist
That shields my eyes
My truth has never felt so real
Gaze upon me, Judas
For I am your shadow
Condescending right from wrong
To the lions I throw my soul
Trumpeters play no more
supported by 4 fans who also own “Becoming the Godhead”
Really good heavy shit! Two dudes! Super straightforward no bullshit heavy and cool. Bassless, but not without merit. Guitar is massively thudge. Sick man! Jono Schneider
supported by 4 fans who also own “Becoming the Godhead”
That genius without an image has done it again: Chris Black delivers his gloomiest metal history lesson so far. From jethro tull-like medieval stylings all the way to a brief black metal section, this is like a doomier Iron Maiden or a more epic and tcehnical W. General.. In a Platonic world, this one sits eternally alongside Judas Priest's or Trouble's best works. Plus, you gotta love Black's tribute to Mercy Fate and KIng D. Indeed! Fernando Benítez