The Fall of the Chosen Star

Mesmerizing raping black metal that will rip you to your core is what’s on display. This horde writes murderous rhythm-based concrete riffs charged with blasting speed and cursed with a serpent’s poison strike. Unholy land attacks the so-called holy parish with its cursed lyrics, evoking hell's eternal flames to devour the cathedrals of the worthless flock sadly known as fucking Christ-Insanity. Now piss on the book of lies and spit on the fucking bitch-slut called Mary because Unholy Land are the new lords of eternal darkness. Their tunes are darker than black, laced with frost bitten hatred and drenched in pure demonic savagery. This album is a fucking poser killer of note!!

A long intro starts the mourning procession, the lyrics to which can be found behind the actual CD, before we tear into the opener called Arise the calax of the death, a black bolt of thunder that rages and annihilates from its opening riffs. Its fucking fast and relentless and sets the crime scene for what’s to follow. This hell battalion ride headlong into the metallic storm slaying the weak and feeble with every murderous riff they can. It’s a fantastic album if ever there was one to come from a virtually unknown band. The pope must be shitting in his pedophile robe, knowing these religion haters lurk in the streets of his city waiting to slice his pathetic throat wide open with a rusty blade in malicious revenge!!!

Once Curse the light comes raging along, all hope is lost. This band is already into their stride and wreaking havoc at an atomic level. The bass is handled by Aren and for once in a very long time does this instrument stand out on a carnal release. It crushes like a tormented bulldozer on a wrecking mission. All is laid to waste as the down beat rumbles along at breakneck speed. This warrior can fucking play with conviction and unadulterated hatred.

Lord Serber smashes the battery with classic 2nd wave Scandinavian rolls and fills making it a worthy massacre. Now bring in the main attraction, the all-conquering rhythm guitar and your war machine of blasphemy delivers its final death blow of obliteration. Left channel, right channel, aaarrrgggghhhhhhhh.................this band kills all fucking soft cock metal heads with powers from Hell!!! This is, bar none, the best black metal band ever to crawl out of the sewers of Italy. I'm also a major fan of the artwork. A church overshadowed by a stench filled grave-site. Those religious fools spend their lives praying for eternal life only to end up dead and buried in the back yard. How ironic is that. Dumb fucks!!!

Now for the only downside. Being signed to Evil Horde, a South American substandard label, means the CD copy you order will certainly be scratched beyond recognition. The distributor I used had to scramble through 25 copies before he found one in acceptable condition to send me because that’s how the South American slumlords make shit. They don’t give a shit about fucking quality and the disc looks like Michael Jackson moon-walked all over it. If the Mob were into black metal they would have put a hit on the owner of this record label. Hold on, they would have burnt him and his operation into nothingness. Be carefull your copy doesn’t come in mauled. Luckily that is the only crap thing I can say about their entire discography which isn’t a bad thing at all.

Overall a fucking insane release that I wasn’t expecting. Their sophomore album is terrific but this is the dark crystal that will poison the never ending story. Some of the best riffs and speed from the 2nd wave of bestial black metal that you just have to hear. Stand out tracks have to be: Through the ancient gates of time, Unholy land and Fall of the chosen star but trust me, this one is a keeper. Hunt it down no matter what it takes. Every track a winner. Satan is headbanging to the fucking max and he is criminally pleased. May we unite in eternal agony evermore.

Buy or Die!!!