Tornadoes of ash now circle me
A runic inferno lies in my wake
Coagulation of gamma radiation
Decalcifies my pineal gland
As I behold
a swathe of planar multitudes
My senses grant me
A mystifying sight my eyes recruit
Tryptamine surge manifests physically
Transport across galactic arm, moved empirically
Materialized in the defrag realm of "Undergate"
Plasma jets off the crater that I create
My body drifts quickly into the magnetic field
Unfathomable speeds propelled along mobius wheel
Twisting through pockets of dense atmospheric pressure
my skin tightens, intense paresthesia turns to ecstasy
A faint afterglow
still lingers after my jour ney ends
I find myself once again
Sitting atop the solar cliffs
On the shores of time...
The temporal wall was ruptured and I fell through
A hellish dimension amidst chaos and depravity
Wanderlust has left me
And I'm immersed into the crystal pools of eternity
New York Art-Slammers Thaetas are back. Weird, brutal, arted-out, finely tuned.
Listen to the "stereoscopic slam," part in Schizma II. If you aren't convinced that these boys are doing some special then you gotta take a look at yourself in the mirror.
Killer stuff. Servelius
It's like if Suffocation had current-day Immolation production with the thick sound that's slightly round at the edges. This is high quality death metal, performed and recorded well. fyeahmetal