The title song is exactly how one would picture ultra-primitive death metal in the vein of the aforementioned groups. Chaotic tremolo riffs and sickening barfs surround the nonstop onslaught of untidy blast beats and fills à la Chris Reifert's Autopsy poundings. Sound quality is askew and meaty, bringing out a constant storm of malevolence while lyrical hurling of Lovecraftian lore yelps over the mess of gore. The cover of "Black Magic" is mostly loyal to the original, save for blast beats applied to certain parts and the nonstop retching on the vocal end. "Black Magic" is an excellent track; it's hard to screw up a classic. Got to give Necrowretch a hand for making one of the most evil songs ever sound somewhat unique under their interpretation.
"Even Death May Die" is a spoonful of grotesque death metal, no other way to put it. It gives foresight to a new moon, and if the aeon is strange enough, even . . . well, you know.
Necrowretch - Even Death May Die
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