Impiety, Worshipers of the Seventh Tyranny

One song. Thirty eight and a half minutes. For some progressive, post-black metal supergroup, this may be expected. For the anti-everything, bestial attack of Singapore’s Impiety, well let’s just say, it’s as expected as their immediate conversion to Christianity. Normally, anything coming out of the Impiety camp is usually predetermined to bludgeon in your cranial cavity with relentless drums, evil guitars and vicious screams. So the band decided to go a slightly different direction to celebrate the release of their seventh album.

Worshippers of the Seventh Tyranny is a beast unto itself. Sure it’s got the manic, frenzied eruptions that the band is known for — the spine snapping eruptions we need — and the more than abundant anti-Christian themes, but there’s oh so much more here.

Now, I’m going to mention a few things that may dismay fans of the band’s onslaught, so be warned. Atmospheres. Melody. Clean, shouted vocals.

Still with me?

Good. Then you’ll dig the hell out of the near forty minutes that Worshippers of the Seventh Tyranny has to offer. The band does a tremendous job of tempering their malevolence just long enough for desolate atmospheres and a few snarling diatribes on the death of humanity. Have no fear, it’s all tied in very well to what you expect from this band of Satan loving bastards.

So sit back, grab your favorite inverted cross and relax. You’re in for a pretty interesting ride.