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Ondes

For Thy Avant Void

from Split Formations and Infinite Mania

April 5th, 2024
7 tracks
44:15
Split Formations and Infinite Mania
Split Formations and Infinite Mania
For Thy Avant Void
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For Thy Avant Void
Venomous Echoes
Pupils wide, embrace the nothing Transformation's futile Seek the emptiness Realization sinks in, feel the void No matter how hard you try You will always be putrid No matter what you say Visions remain lucid Keep trying, worm Keep destroying yourself Wish you were never born Keep the thoughts racing You thought the procedures would help They made you even worse It was all in your head Of course Of course ... Keep thinking, worm Keep the doubt Nothing will work Nothing changes No matter how hard you try You will always be putrid No matter what you do Pain is all that's lucid No matter how hard you try Embrace the nothing Seek the emptiness Become the Void
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Second full length album by Ohio based VENOMOUS ECHOES, "Split Formations and Infinite Mania" picks up where the previous "Writhing Tomb Amongst The Stars" left off and continues to explore cosmic horror territories in which Lovecraft's terrifying ultra-dimensional visions seem to merge with David Cronenberg's disturbing body-horror.

Once again the concept of VENOMOUS ECHOES, a project by the solo multi-instrumentalist Ben Vanweelden, focuses on his own body dysmorphia and the psychological implications. The body is a prison, a space tomb that is both a place of torture and a portal to other dimensions, as sinister and unsettling as 0ndes' cover drawing. Dismemberment, decomposition and recomposition are like alchemical phases in a grotesque process of metamorphosis that is carried out through very violent songs, which shorten the stylistic distance between MORBID ANGEL at their most brutal and PORTAL's uncontrollable chaos.

Vanweelden is the author of an intense vocal performance, alternating beastly shrieks and deep growls, and more than once his vocal cords seem on the verge of breaking in a liberating cry. On the contrary, the strings of his guitar mercilessly writhe in the air like flaying whips, ringing oblique and dissonant riffs hurled against furious rhythms that occasionally plunge into death-doom abysses.
Rarely has a death metal album reached such high emotional heights, translating an intimate and personal experience into an universal cosmic horror apocalypse.

Credits

Album concept, all instruments, programming and lyrics
by Benjamin Vanweelden

Art by 0ndes
Visual design by Francesco Gemelli