Flat out, this is some serious disturbed, perverted, sadistic and psychotic shit!!!!! I have yet to have been seriously convinced of someone being able to convey their experience of inflicting something so terrifying in audio that it could honestly be a Freudian slip of their sociopathic homicidal delusions taken beyond the point of a half conscious dream state and into a complete conscious revisitation of their past crimes, complete with all the vibrant memories right down to smells.
Part post-industrial prison raped black metal (Abruptum, Gnaw Their Tongues, some Nekrasov), depraved dark ambient and diseased neo-classical (Megaptera, In Slaughter Natives, BDN), and just sadistic and bizarre psychotic percussive violence, there’s absolutely no getting around the criminally insane and malevolent filth perpetrated on this album.
“Cornucopia Sabatti” is a deranged ambient audio fantasy of a woman being attacked and mutilated in a swift and spontaneous moment of inhuman savagery. You hear the rain, the thunder, the clanking rusty metal, the snapping of bones, the screams of pain form the victim and then the hallucinations of psychedelic bouts of memories of echoing screams and bell tones amidst a thick scum layer of electronic distortion. Even writing this makes me uncomfortable, as this is some seriously graphic and realistic soundtrack to an abstract serial killer film. So if you’re looking for a mindfuck, then this one is an essential!!!! You’ve probably never heard anything quite like this!!!!
“Resurgence of Mors Sexualis” is like a Ride For Revenge, diesel-doom throbbing black metal experimental shit storm, with some Militaristic post-industrial flare (sounds like In Slaughter Natives and Brighter Death Now with a freight train or subway train screeching along the tracks in the background), and a continual audio clip realistic to the point of possibly being from an actual documentary on necrophilia as it continually talks about “fantasizing…rehearsing fantasies…having sex with a corpse causing (some sort of) erection …”.
Hopefully by now you are either: buying this one (link at the bottom); vomiting in violent convulsions as you shiver and spasm because your skin is literally crawling off your bones like a horde of roaches from being so digusted; or reaping in your own deviant fantasies from the description.
And if you still aren’t convinced, “Epiphony Written in Blood” is the female spoken word confessions of her majesty, the sadist behind the treacherous tales unfolded for our enlightenment. It’s like Countess Bathory speaks through a medium and divulges her true and uncensored story.
Seriously though, if you’re really looking for something that’ll absolutely spontaneously erupt one source of your bodily fluids (be it sweat, urine, spit, vomit….), this is that masterful a piece of conscious rotting paraphanalia that WILL do the job. This album could even potentially be banned somewhere for driving someone completely insane or scaring them into having a stroke. Horror and twisted minds MUST feed their need with Hypsiphrone!!!!
Limited to 500 copies too!!!!!
Absolutely essential for fans of: Sewer Goddess, Ride For Revenge, Welter in Thy Blood, Abruptum, Dead reptile Shrine, Havohej, Profanantica, and anything else mentioned in the review.
Black Plague is a sub-label of Malignant Records