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Death Yell - Demons of Lust
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Out Nov 28 via Hells Headbangers - Death Yell’s Demons of Lust moves with the same ferocity the band carried out of Santiago in the late ’80s, but the execution is tighter, colder, and more deliberate. The production avoids glossiness, yet it’s structured enough to keep every riff and drum strike anchored. Nothing feels nostalgic, the album works like a continuation rather than a rehash.
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The opening run lays out the framework with blunt efficiency. “The Parish” hits with thrashy acceleration, while “Offering to the Priest” and “Predatory Preacher” drive the record further into that late–’80s South American extremity of dry, fast, and hostile. Death Yell stay within familiar territory, but the confidence behind the playing gives the material its force. This is a band using old tools with unbroken precision.
The shift arrives in the album’s center. “Seal of Confession” carries a hard weight and a more measured shape, cutting through speed with controlled tension. “Conjuring Asmodeus’ Seed” expands that approach. The organ line doesn’t soften the track, it tightens, adding a cold, ritualistic undertone that pushes the album beyond sheer attack. It’s the record’s sharpest piece.
The final stretch reinforces the band’s intent. “Bastards of God” returns to blunt force thrash, then “Altar Servers’ Wrath” pulls the album into a closing surge rooted in the same chaos that once defined Pentagram, Sarcófago, and early Sepultura. The record ends without sentiment, just sustained pressure.
The lyrics cut through clerical rot, predatory authority figures, and distorted spirituality. They match the music’s directness of no symbolism, no softening, only desecration used as narrative.
Demons of Lust stands as a focused extension of Death Yell’s legacy. No reinvention. No theatrics. Just a band that still knows how to strike where it counts.
8/10
Words by Fuego Casa
In collaboration with Headbangers Australia