Exerpts from the Stormfront - It was this whole birthing process that was delivered out of too many pills and totally degenerate wasted feeling - It was motion, the automatic feeling of requirement - It wasn’t bright and cheery eyed hope - More like a short and lifeless energy - Couldn’t even do our own fucking riffs, it was mindless rabble - From an acoustic, like we were some fucking hobbits - Our first approach was semi-nationalist, but we figured the idea was wasted on the ideas we had - Yeah, at this point we had some hard evidence of, well, our shit I guess - The whole Nazi thing, though strong to us, didn’t fit our stuff - We were to concentrated on the darkness rather the obscurity - Fuck you, its obscure as fuckyeah, without the whole, zeroing out of political humor, and your already controversial shit, I’ve nailed better things then that - Moving onyeah, after a few riffs, the music really turned out better then we expected Sort of like this really be cloud of coke dustwe vaporized - Through hell and fire, this is Blaspherion.of blasphemy and darkness, we arise.