Ave Acer Mors
Witch Vomit's success lies in their appreciation of the spirit of OSDM. It has the immediacy of grind, it respects technicality without becoming enthralled to it, and simply never relents in its bloodthirst, as any fiend chasing co-eds in various degrees of undress would. They are no simple imitators; they adopt the mindset behind the genre's classics to create their own strain of filth. My only complaint is that I want more, so let's all support these sick fucks to get them back in the studio!
Favorite track: Accursed Temple Of The Great Deceiver.