Relased in jewelcase with a 4-page booklet. Limited to 300 copies.
Black metal hailing from Italy.
With hordes like the Italian Hepatomancy, the matter is seemingly simple, like the construction of a flail. The gentlemen are fucking up raw, blasphemous, destructive Black Metal based on sulfurous drums, cold, venomous riffs and vocals straight from hell. No eccentricities, zero faggotism, just blackness, Satan and conceptually pure, ancient Evil. This is how one could briefly characterize the sounds found on "Satanae Et Deis Inferis..." However, such a cursory analysis is, to put it mildly, incomplete, because there is definitely more going on here than it initially seems. This is not evil, but chaotic, Devil's ride on full throttle (although there is really a lot of uncompromising fucking on this album). The band also does not explore only and exclusively the legacy of the second wave of Scandinavian cuckoldry, but of course some of its elements had to be found here. So, in addition to the traditionally understood, satanic Black Metal of various schools, we will also hear a bit of slightly more messed up, crushing, dense solutions that send shivers down your spine and genitals, as well as Grind/Death licks (with an emphasis on Grind) cunningly placed in this tarry, devilish suspension. All of this makes the second, full-length album by the Italians blow your mind to hell with the force of a nuclear blast, leaving only smoking ruins and scorched earth after its passage. But that's not all. Hepatomancy's music is so bestial, hateful, sinister and saturated with cruelty that there are simply no fucking words. Can you believe it? There are no words for me. After writing a shitload of reviews of metal releases over the years, I don't know how to put into words what happens on this material. Unbelievable, but at the same time so fascinating. When I listen to this album, I have the impression that someone has unleashed at least three legions, four cohorts and five centuries of blood-hungry, lousy demons from the very bottom of the abyss. Truly, a powerful, inhuman fuck-up of magnificent beauty, which is at the same time incredibly coherent, homogeneous and devilishly harmonious in its extreme approach to devilish matter. Another excellent release in the Under the Sign of Garazel Productions catalog. I can't imagine this album not appearing in the collection of every self-respecting Black Metal maniac blessed by the Lord of Hell himself, so go shopping. But no cheap excuses please, because I will be tearing belts alive.
Sample:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8MpBy7P4Rls&t=1063s
