Demoncy is a cult b.m. act from US [how the fuck it is that now everything from US that released a shitty demo in '93 that no-one cared about but now suddenly returns with a cool album is actually CULT? fuck you, trendsetters!].

This album is about a trance of worshipful evangelical darkness, like a hymn of a church that is bathing in the blue light of Azrael's leathery wings... descending on us for his bloody redemption. It's amazing how the bestial whispers of the vocalist can truly mesmerize me into a self-mutilating fury, there is really something dangerous in this kind of a Beheritian alchemy; no screams, no bravado, just purely intentional black hate.

Everyone who likes Beherit and Blasphemy will like this... this is not so much grind, yet it has that same feeling of over-the-top blasphemousness that you also get sometimes from South American bands; there's nothing remotely trendy or gothic in here, it's strictly of the darker side of darkness.

© 2002 black hate