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Track Listing: Goetia Abyss Within My Soul In Shrouds Decayed Shrine A Thousand Lies Descendant Myopic Empire My Pain The Prolonging

[Written while incarcerated and existing in a very small concrete room with nothing but silence and slamming doors as my muse for eight days. The fascist swine have nothing more enveloping to do with their goddamn lives than torment me for not sucking off their unwelcome shiny badge of authority. Authority over what? I never signed any binding contract granting those high and tight club wielding freaks dominion over me. Fuck them and the goddamn savage 'higher than thou' overlord bullshit they represent!]

The sounds of Eparistera Diamones aren't poppy megalomaniacal trash. They are, in fact, the polar opposite. The Nothing on the other side of the Big Bang. Triptykon relates the atmosphere twirling around in major metropolitan abortion clinics, overcrowded jail cells, back alley fights between Inbred Klansmen, Nazis, Niggers, and Spics. Heavy and unapologetic. In some moments, there's the relative improvisational progressive Tool or Kyuss jam. In others, there's the melting of Strapping Young Lad into Type O Negative and Biohazard. It's Gojira and Mercyful Fate deadlifting a metric ton. In essence, it's the blinding moment of reality when you're fucking your best friend's wife and come to the realization that you JUST DON'T CARE. It's the lack of illusion. Raw shit, man.

Tracks such as Goetia, Abyss Within My Soul, and The Prolonging (All epics within their own right with The Prolonging landing at nearly twenty insane minutes) not only begin and end the album, but each constitute some hypnotic jam mode not heard since Iommi stretching the Iron Man solo to the Cosmos. Astronomically high. Triptykon airs their definitive heavy metal groove with sludge, industrial slams, and speed metal. The solos are few and far between, but when one edges itself in the mix such as the scaly bastard on Myopic Empire, the speed metal thrash bitch on The Descendant, or the Floods like extract piece of In Clouds Decayed, then you'll know that the sixteen cylinder beasts of brutality are running hard.

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