From Bandcamp, “Why “Antinomian Asceticism?" asks guitarist/songwriter GM. "It’s important to disassociate this form of asceticism from Christian forms of asceticism, which are nihilistic (in the original, world-denying sense of the term) as well as the Socratic formulations of asceticism which anticipate St. Paul, St. Augustine, and St. Thomas Aquinas. We reject the moral law, and ascetic practices that might be undertaken in order to satisfy any such morality. Ascetic practice in our conception isn't a conscious weakening or the self (via fasting, for instance) in order to satisfy a moral obligation, nor is it to enable some vain self-righteousness, but instead, it is a means by which we temporarily withdraw within in order to access rational insights which then strengthen the liberated individual in the real and this-worldly realm."

The album has seven songs, and “Radiant Aperture” is first. Talk about chaos…following a few opening bell strikes, the full sound comes right at you, buzzing like a swarm of angry bees, and the drums are impossibly fast. It slows just enough to let you catch your breath, but your ragged breathing is bloody. “Nitimur in Vetitum” has another rich sound, and it’s as if the band is emptying their bags and throwing everything at you. Still, amidst the chaos, there are clear markers here for you to follow, although it will seem like a clean path that will lead you into the underworld. “Lebenswelt Below” finally hears the frantic pacing slow a bit, with horrid and harrowing vocals and backing music. The longer you let this song play, the higher chance that a demon could be summoned.

“Charnel Quietism” builds a wall of skulls from the ground up, and binds them together with the glue of decaying humans. It’s about as frightening and harrowing as Black Metal gets, and the quieter mid-section is full of deep, crawling bass notes. “Phaneron Engulf” is like the slow grind of disease, and death, and as the body dies, the brain energizes. It’s an odd sort of thing, but that’s how the song makes me feel. It’s an instrumental that builds with layers. “Antinomian Asceticism” continues in this depressive way, and it’s like a worm that is slowly eating your brain. First you become a little disoriented from time to time, and later downright absent minded. By the time it has eaten enough, you are mad.

“Exultation of Ceaseless Disease” closes the album, and it’s misery heaped onto the top of an already overly-depressed man. It gives me hopeless feelings, and the keen sense that the end is naught. Fuck it, let hellfire reign on earth for eternity. This music isn’t for the faint at heart. Because once you open the book, its power and secrets come into you. The moment you allow one to enter, all of the others get a free pass. You have to ask yourself, are you able to handle this much power? Save for a few special people, all the rest will fail answering this question. This album was as black as Black Metal gets.