A record forged to cut: serrated tremolos, hostile atmosphere, and vocals that refuse comfort. Malgors stands where black metal stays dangerous.
Antichrist rejects polish for presence: guitar lines that bite, drums that shove, bass as undertow. It’s the sound of intent over ornament.
Themes coil through defiance and inner revolt. Dissonance is a blade, melody a brief glint. The production is organic and hostile—clear enough to wound, never plastic.
If your idea of black metal is danger, devotion, and discipline, this is your terrain.
Antichrist draws from second-wave roots but leans into modern underground dissonance. Blast passages collapse into militant stomps; atmosphere thickens like ash.
Not background music—an omen meant to be faced head-on. On repeat, patterns surface, and the record reveals its logic.
Play it front-to-back for the full descent.
Intent over ornament. A hostile, atmospheric record that keeps black metal unsafe.
Both—atmosphere used as a weapon, not a cushion.