Red-hot, gurgling mid-paced death-doom with a guitar tone to bathe in. Krypts once heaved mud at your ears, but they’ve since learned to hit the listener full-on with the shovel. Removal of slap-happy Autopsy vibes makes for a sharper experience and allows sinister sensations to shine. A pleasing evolution; perhaps marking Krypts as a spiritual successor to the dearly departed Anhedonist. Malevolent and morose riffs congregate in labyrinthine assemblies, trapping your ears and demanding repeated attention. Immersive and rife with rhythmic dynamics, cleanses your bowels like a meathook colonoscopy. An addictive evisceration.
Out October 28th via Dark Descent.
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