|OUT NOW! Repress on traditional black vinyl only. Comes with a 2-sided 11"x17" poster and printed inner sleeve. The layout is identical to the first pressing except for the cover artwork printed in black/white instead of red.
A black doom ceremony of death spewing from the Mouth of Hell, Hellvetron's debut full-length ritual emerges through the threshold into a manifestation of obscure hell psalms of death. "Death Scroll Of Seven Hells And It's Infernal Majesties" will be a tribute to the Qliphothic Tree of Death, Seven Hells, and it's infernal hierarchy. This release will be a curse on all who dare to possess this unholy relic. Praise the ten horns upon the seven headed beast. Recommended for diehards of NYOGTHAEBLISZ, diSEMBOWELMENT, NECROS CHRISTOS.
I. Sheol- Grave of Supernals
II. Abbadon- Wings of Perdition
III. Titahion- Foul Eaters of the Clay of Death
IV. Bar Shasketh- Fathomless Pit of Destruction
V. Tzalemoth- Shadow of Death
VI. Shaari Moth- Omimous Gate of Death
VII. Gehinnom- Hellwomb of the Impure Hag Queens
* "If NYOGTHAEBLISZ is hyperblast satanic occult chaos (it is), then Hellvetron is the equivalent, only on downers, as if locked away in a nightmare: churning extreme doom, sonically and metaphorically abhorrent of anything pleasurable... relies on zero amount of anything resembling musicality, and instead relies on the absence of light, devoid of progression... This is where death/black metal needs to head -further into the spiraling abyss and further away from the light. Anti-music, anti-life, satanic superiority of deathly proportions" -Zero Tolerance [5/6 rating]
* "Alal'Xhaasztur's monstrous growls and snarls... sounds like he's howling out proclamations throughout crimson-stained skylines and cavernous depths of the Seven Hells, amplified enough that all the tortured and damned cannot escape his edicts regardless of their individual, eternal punishment. And I don't think he's announcing the next ham & bean charity supper over in the city of Dis...But a diabolic frontman would be nothing without the support of the music itself, and here the Hellvetron also succeeds. Ominous, drudging beats are laid out below the raw, filthy guitar tone. Doomed, drawling chords are interspersed with primordial late '80s death metal tremolo guitar lines which occasionally scale into a higher register like redeemed souls that are on the verge of escaping the conflagration until they are suddenly jerked back down by their horned and hooved tormentors... and let's get something straight: you will not come away from this album smiling unless you are one of the sickest fucks in all Creation. It is the stuff of pure nightmare, just as subterranean and menacing as any of the 'cavern core' INCANTATION clone death metal, and the Old Testament-rooted darkness of the titles and lyrics make it all the more harrowing and 'ancient' in tone" -From the Dust Returned webzine
* "An obscure manifestation of blackened death doom... The whole sound of this album is as if it has been recorded in a crypt. It is deep and dank and filled with the air of death... an album that buries you in unholy atmosphere and suffocates your with sepulchral malevolence" -NocturnalCult.com
* "Isn't quite what you'd expect from a black metal album. On top of everything, it has an incredibly evil, sluggish doom-laden sound, the 'black metal' part being merely an insignificant underlying theme... A way to describe them would be if you put members from TEITANBLOOD and BETHLEHEM together to create an album. This isn't very accurate either, though, since it doesn't feature the furious blasting that TEITANBLOOD pull off, whereas it shares, primarily, only the 'dark' factor with BETHLEHEM. What these three bands do have in common, however, is an incredibly doomy ambiance... Hellvetron are far from being your stereotypical black metal band; rather, they generate some of the doomiest sounds every to have been emitted from an alleged black metal album... is certainly a peculiar, tormenting experience that will leave any listener feeling hopeless and forlorn, desperate to claw out of its merciless, sluggish hands that will pry you down to the ground, yet feeling strangely fulfilled and, at the same time, empty" -Ravenous Reviews webzine