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What more can you say after reading the abhorrent bio of this album that tells the vision behind it? This is the black vomit of Tchornobog: abyssal violation of your senses and pineal gland and you are not the same person after encountering this multidimensional god. 𝙅𝙤𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡
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I've come back to this album to give it it's well-deserved due.
The interpositions are coherent and cold, it's all put together really nicely which adds to the effectiveness of it's depressing atmosphere, and to it's faculty-decimating power.
Throughout the album it often reminds me of the great Bathory, which is always a good thing.
What will you see? Daniel Brown