lunes, 7 de diciembre de 2020

CULTUS PROFANO

 


Origen: E.E.U.U., Los Ángeles.

Formados: 2016

Estilo: Black

Temática: ?

Enlaces: Bandcampfacebook y spotify

Miembros: 

  • Advorsus Batería y voces
  • Strzyga Guitarra y voces
Discografía:

  • Sacramentum Obscurus Demo 2016
  • Sacramentum Obscurus CD 2018
  • Accursed Possession CD 2020
ACCURSED POSSESSION (2020)
Segunda entrega para los angelinos después de un primer álbum bien acogido hace cosa de un par de años. En este segundo trabajo regresan con un álbum de siete temas anclados en la vertiente más ortodoxa del género, afincados en la década de los noventa, en todo lo que tenga que ver con la segunda ola del metal escandinavo. El combo no se anda con rodeos y mucho menos con ningún tipo de experimentación, el oyente sólo va a escuchar un black de sonido clásico, falto de cualquier tipo de arreglo, con una única concesión en el apartado de una producción sólida y clara. Por lo demás el álbum se refugia en ritmos lentos y lacerantes, con unos riffs impresionantes, heladores y que que ejercen de hilo conductor preciso en todas las composiciones. Esos ritmos lentos pocas veces se ven alterados con la irrupción del doble bombo y mayor envergadura en las composiciones, Cultus Profano prefiere sumergirnos en una lodosa masa de riffs infinitos que hielan la sangre, acompaños de unas voces desgarradas, repletas de padecimiento y heladoras, muy del gusto del black tradicional. Algunas influencias depresivas se pueden apreciar en las composiciones, más que nada fruto del languidecer de los riffs y de las voces que se adentran en un faceta de sufrimiento y desesperación. Tampoco es que el álbum resulte de lo más variado, desde sus inicios el oyente sabe que se encuentra con un trabajo de sonido muy clásico, con pocas sorpresas a lo largo del mismo, pero que sin embargo tiene como mayor virtud sonar al black más puro. (7,7).




1. Cursed in Sin, Op. 25 06:48
  Cursed in sin, I rise
Unholy Lord, lead me to the infernal fires
Impure temptations call upon me
For I will deny the ways of thy enemy

Abandon faith amid falsehoods
I crush the vows of holy ways
I stand awakened before thee
I give myself unto the dark

Serpent, call my name
For I yearn to hear thy voice

Open my mind and give me wisdom
Open my eyes and grant me sight

I will renounce the false word
For I am thy disciple, thy weapon

Take my mind, take my flesh
For I am your bringer of death

Serpent, call my name
For I yearn to hear your voice

I feel the fire surround me
Infernal wisdom frees me
Serpent, I burn for thee
2. Devoted to the Black Horns, Op. 16 09:02
  A sign beyond the night
That rises through invocations of blood

See The host of innocence
Be offered for His rite

Heresy! A ring of sacrifice
Blasphemy! Summon forth the goat
Whisper the black text
Recite the forbidden speech that summons Him

See His black candle burn
A blasphemous smoke appears

With devotion we offer forth her holy flesh
To your blackend horns

A shadow of the sacred horns is cast
We kneel before this cloven hoof

Under the black sky a sacrificial altar awaits
He surrounds her in impure carnal pleasures

A dance of consummation
As she curses the name of God

Black horns of shadow consume surrounding light
Black horns of power bless the lurid night
Black horns of damnation guide us into your infernal realm

We drink from the chalice of impurity
And are sworn to the black rite of the horned god
His rule begins...
May he reign eternally
3. Upon a Tomb of Sacrilege, Op. 24 05:55
  The sigil burns to light the unseen path
Leading to eternal wrath

I rise beyond the moon, ancient moon
Piercing silence of the withered rune

Through darkness I follow
Your abandoned path
Through your order I walk
Towards the absence of light

I call upon Lord Buer to awaken and rise

Upon this tomb, I rise my chalice
Still statues gaze, filled with malice

Engulfed in stone, their eyes burn white
As a chant is spoken to crush their light
Lord Buer, blacken the skies!
4. Towards the Temple of Darkened Fates, Op. 19 07:10
  I walk alone towards the infernal gates
A passage to the temple of the darkened fates
Ancient as time itself, a dark power calls me
Near the edge of time and space

Dual statues glare into soul and mind
For they are devine
And guard the temple, the temple of spirits
A dark mist shrouds the ancient chamber

A desolate kingdom of the dead awaits
I hear their ominous invitation
A call towards infernal damnation
Beyond the gates of eternal creation
I follow the seal of a diabolic congregation

An obscure temple awaits
I wander endlessly
5. Within a Coven of Shadows, Op. 21 08:12
Behold! A malicious power takes them
Hooded fiends gather for the black ritual
Upon them darkness descends
Nefarious master of ceremony
Witness his dark command for the unholy

A darkened chamber
With demonic spirits

Surround the Master with their kneeling
His words echo the halls
His blood cloak leads the calling
A smoke of gloom, a cursed scepter
To lead the ceremony towards chaos

A darkened chamber
Surrounded by lurking shadows

Behold! A malicious power takes them
Hooded fiends gather for the blake ritual
Upon them darkness descends

The Master's scepter
Commands his alluring beasts

They bow and wait for their blood feast
They reveal their flesh
They convene as a devoted legion
Under the scepter's command

Occult ritual
Where masked eyes meet...
6. Tenebris Venit, Op. 23 04:31
Welcome death, my lord of Hell I've heard your call, demonic spells My light inside begins to fade As darkness takes me, I will be made And when I cast the light out from myself I bid farewell and greet the vision of darkness I see the emptiness, I feel the shadows A sight of darkness  
7. Crown of Hellfire, Op. 11 04:57
   Amidst black candles burning
Stained by the blood of the holy lamb
They praise the Dark Lord and His image
Who sitteth upon the throne of Hell

They have blown the unholy trumpet
Awakened the prophet for guidence

Amidst black candles burning
Stained by the blood of the holy lamb
They praise the Dark Lord and His image
Who sitteth upon the throne of Hell

They seek a vision from the beast
The beast shall send the demons
To shew the false faith
And cast Hell and death into the Earth

Cometh the dark prophet
Whose coming hath been feared
With him, he brings plague
Smoke shall ascend into the sky

Our lord shall give thee a crown of life
Forged with hellfire of the unholy kingdom

They seek a vision from the beast
The beast shall send the demons
to shew the false faith

Cometh the dark prophet
Whose coming hath been feared
With him, he brings plague
Smoke shall ascend into the sky
Now is the end, rise beyond the deceivers
  46:35  





Pressed on 180g black vinyl and housed in a jacket made of rough solid-black cartonstock with silver & bronze print. Also contains a poster and a card with a download code.





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