COFFINMOTH by COFFINMOTH

10 murder ballads and and 1 rallying cry. The sound is Death Folk and the time has come for this first collection of tales of true crime.

Or as one fan wrote:

"Loose your mind to the militant chug 'n thud beats that clomp along like a half dead horse dragged behind a garbage truck. Unforgiving chromatic dissonant guitar riffs hammer away relentlessly born from some post-apocalyptic dehydrated junk yard acid trip. All to the unsettling monotone ramblings of the most desperate and surreal portraits of American depravity, desolation, and hopelessness."

There's no end to death folk when death is slow and folks are sick...