Now privy to this secret and it's implications,
i can't turn my back on this abomination,
this supernatural terror of enigmatic form.
The fear of being perplexed
and haunted by this mad vision
urges me to finish the task.
I walk into the magick circle,
into the impact of the sphere's splendor.
I breach the sphere walking into a state of
abstraction wherein everything
is returned to that primordial chaos
from which all existence was distilled.
In the realm of abstraction,
as I gain awareness, I begin to perceive
in ways once foreign to my senses,
visions of confounded physics and materiality.
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Four tracks and 36 minutes of some of the greatest death metal released this millennium. Not only does Blood Incantation evoke that oldschool sound and feel perfectly, they surpass all other modern bands attempting to do so. This is the gold standard of modern OSDM. monkeymeister37