KADAVERMARCH
INTO OBLIVION (TURQUIOSE VINYL)

A sweet rotten smell of decay fills the air across the abandoned graveyard. The only thing that breaks the silence is the creaking sound of cracks coming from the the dry naked ground. Everywhere white crooked hands appear from the ground. Like withered flowers they move in the windless night. The corpses are yet again on the move! The Kadavermarch has begun… Five people, all with roots in the Danish underground scene, are now together on stage. The beat is heavy. Guitars, drums, bas and organ fills the soundscape. The only thing that penetrates the wall of sound are the two lead vocals.