Majestic Downfall trade in some epic doom that stretches and luxuriates in melancholic surges of blood and tears. Aorta is their latest testament to the power of the morose, and it’s a feat of stirring arrangements, mournful melodies, and a bass sound that burrows under your skin and lays its eggs deep in the flesh. It touches on the classic 90s era of the scene without mimicking it, and it’s one of those albums you’ll be feeling in your bones long after the last note is played.

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