THE RITUAL FIRES OF ABANDONMENT

Dark sky. Thunderous clouds above. Lightning strikes in the horizon as rain starts slowly pouring down. The ground turns to mud. Leaves fall dead from the trees. The cold wind is picking up speed.

Mere words are not enough to describe such a powerful album. The record paints a picture and so must I. 'The Ritual Fires Of Abandonment' is a gigantic slab of apocalyptic doom. The drumming makes the ground move. The riffs are massive. Hypnotic vocals. The mood is from another world. Epic. Minsk comes down on you like a living statue of stone. Plowing everything in it's way. Stomping every living organism to the ground. Such a gigantic being has no interest in the lives of puny humans. Move aside, hide or perish.

This is an unrelenting experience.