\r\nStraight out of hell, an Unholy Ritual. Possessed from the very depths of hell, their morbid silhouettes emerge, ready to entwine the world in the darkest veil of Erebus. Speaking of which, the vocalist spits his cursed soul out seeking salvation that never comes. Accompanied, through this crawling chaos, by the Blasphemous blasting of another savage and tormented soul the eerie sound of this album leads you to a bottomless abyss where you pray for release to a weak and lame God that failed and is now hiding in shame to avoid disgrace. Pitch black darkness, decay and never ending hate. The guitars are sharper than the nails pinned on the limps of the messiah. By saying this i am not referring to the unholy “Vae Victus” video since i think is above any comment. The pounding rhythm section sounds like the pulse of a raving madman who have seen unspeakable horrors jumping out of hell. \r\n The obscure paths haunted by Unholy Ritual are covered with traces of symphonic Black Metal and this album is no less darker or blasphemous than others of the same kind. The demons are awake. They spread their black wings shadowing the sun and with their frightening shrieks and cries they terrified the very last mortal. \r\nErebus ruled.\r\n
