Everythingtouched by thismusic takesthe shape, color,andtaste of tar.

The Norwegian doom day’s orchestra does not leave you much space to breathe when they let their industrial hardcore mutate into an unspeakable beast from the undergrounds.

The band speaks about their music interms of the sound of a folk sucking the marrow out of its own legs.

In the song “Black Liquid Marrow”, they sing self-critically: “itis our wealth that defines us, black liquid marrow in our bones”