Once more the cold winds of death begin to howl in the Ural Mountains, screaming through the lonely ravines, sweeping through the shadowed forests, racing with an insatiable hunger from their lofty eyrie of stone, out into the world of bone and blood. The winds bring tales of an ancient civilization torn asunder by plague and pestilence, broken beneath the cruel hand of a vengeful god. They whisper the secrets hidden in long forgotten tombs and recite the rituals of dark magic from distant lands of sand and dust. They come to fulfill a promise made in times of myth and legend - an unbreakable covenant of death... The decades pass but the unmitigated brutality of Aborted Fetus remains steadfast. The Russian masters' dedication to the art of death is unflinching and unquestionable. Yet with each album they bring new flavors to their savage concoctions, new stories, new atmospheres and experiences, fresh twists to their iron clad riffs. Their seventh full length album, 'Pyramids of Damnation', takes us to the desert sands of ancient Egypt and subtle shades of eastern magic slip between the unmistakable hammer blows of power. Tracks like "Tomb of Damnation" create an atmosphere more captivating than the band have ever invoked before. However Aborted Fetus have never been heavier than they are on "Abscesses On My Body" and "Locust of Death", never more intense and unforgiving than they are on "Fire Spreading Over Earth", with it's world rending riffs. 'Pyramids of Damnation' represents a new peak for Aborted Fetus; it seems that after twenty years of matchless consistency they have discovered new, deep wells of inspiration, under the desert moon. Aborted Fetus have crafted an album that will tower imperiously above most other attempts at delivering brutality and heaviness this year. This is a genuine masterpiece of death metal that will sink it's hooks into your soul and never let go. And through all the blood and all the pain, you'll be begging for more