Completely submerged in blood
A boiling river of blood
Don’t try to poke your head out
With arrows you will be shot
We climb down
The ruined banks
Of Plegethon
To meet centaurs
Nessus our guide
To find the place where
The blood subsides
And we can cross
We come upon some woods
Of thorny gnarled trees
I break a twig from a trunk
And it oozes blood
Why harm me?
The Tree it moans
Through suicide
Our bodies were forfeit
Here Harpies nest
On bare branches
The leaves withered
And bark black
We come upon burning sands
Ash and spark rain from above
The souls sprawled flat on their backs
Try to quench the flames
Violent against men boiling in blood
Violent against self trapped in wood
Violent against God flat on their backs
Violent against God burning on the sand
The beast Geryon is our way down
The beast Geryon is our way through the blood
Slowly we swim to the next circle
Slowly we swim to Malebolge
As scalding as hot lava, the latest from French group Non Serviam collides black metal brutality with industrial grind. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 3, 2023