Sleep
Volume One

The debut of Sleep comes with "Volume One", with a Dali-style cover and a simple, dry format, the listening experience will be a veritable cataclysmic assault on your senses.

Now press play, you begin to sense presences in the room, a black fog envelops you, allowing you to savor the demonic movements of "Stillborn Cisneros" murmuring black witchcraft verses over an occult, repeating riff that stirs clouds of smoke, "The Suffering" opens to a claustrophobic rhythmic path, now you live in another hell, the speed increases vortex-like and the screams of torment make us adore this divine presence moving in a dramatic closing riff, the rhythm is dark and its echoes tell us what and how to think, "Numb" infiltrates, there is no time to think because the body and mind are now two opposing entities, the smoky rhythms chase an endless tunnel in a universe of its own.

The beginning of "Anguish" is a sick and convulsive prelude of the three to the sound of Black Sabbat-Saint Vitus, Pike moves his strings redrawing monolithic riffs, Hakius' rhythm is increasingly sustained, and Cisneros' alien voice shocks. "Catatonic" hints at oriental passages immediately assaulted by tubular magma, the phrases go on and I don't worry about the meaning because the universal sound has now taken over, the minds of the musicians are perpetually fed by thick smoke fog, a moment of respite and you immediately descend into this unknown cacophonous abyss. A new force makes you soar, your head begins to dance in the sleepy ballad that is "Nebuchadnezzar's Dream", now dream and delirium are the same thing and shadows in the distance anticipate the end of visual reality, masses of sound move through space splitting time in riffs. Black cascades of fiery metallic lapilli warn us of "The Wall of Yawn", continuing to fall into that chasm known to all as doom, the harrowing screams allow no clear thought to penetrate our minds, and it is suddenly the most absolute darkness, already for a while now under this antigravitational mass of sound, perceptions expand in "Prey", I can no longer think of anything because I find myself in nothingness, I finally perceive my heart beating but as everything resumes, I understand that the smoke has already submerged me and I am living this descent at full volume.

I can't believe it's the end because I was seeing everything with different eyes, "Scourge" guides me in the darkness searching for any exit. I am outside but what scares me most is that it was all true.