They come as if from blackness; to blackness, they recede
The earth a grisly carpet; the vultures come to feed
Fingers clutch at entrails; bowels evacuate
Mothers, children, torn to shreds, abandoned to their fate
In the flames, a vision of horror
Blackened eyes cannot follow their steps
Gasping for air as you clutch at your throat
A glimpse in the darkness will precede your death
A ribcage split, an empty throat, a putrid, massive grave
Their jagged edges rip through flesh; in blood the creatures bathe
Like wind they tear through BALDOR'S home; no fire set, no bell to ring
The stench of bodies overwhelms; the mind slowly descending into darkness
supported by 8 fans who also own “Twilight Slaughter”
Dr. Wily is the climax of the continuous series of climaxes that makeup this album. The love of the source material truly shines through, every track hitting you right in the face with a delicious mixture of nostalgia and metal that leave the listener wanting more. Play it for your friends, play it for your love ones, play it for the future of humanity. matt mccoy
supported by 6 fans who also own “Twilight Slaughter”
Pair some epic power metal and heavy metal and you have yourself an amazing album. Produce an album like Abyss and you have an instant classic. I can't wait to hear what comes next from this talented group. Trevor Mills
A powerful metal opus, blending soaring vocals, intricate melodies, and thunderous riffs for an epic listening experience. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 26, 2023