A darkness sweeps over the crowd and stage, so black, its as if hell itself has been unleashed. The crowd watches in anticipation as a fog engulfs them. Two red beams pierce the darkness, and the sound of an orchestra triumphantly announces the coming...
A darkness sweeps over the crowd and stage, so black, its as if hell itself has been unleashed. The crowd watches in anticipation as a fog engulfs them. Two red beams pierce the darkness, and the sound of an orchestra triumphantly announces the coming of the four. And then it begins. War Drums shake the very earth on which the spectators stand. Demonic guitars wake the dead. This is wickedness. This is Armageddon.
This is Thorn Fetish.
It was told long ago that they would come. The four gods join as an unstoppable force. From the East, comes Doc Neanderthal, the silent slayer; bringer of pestilence and crusher of skulls. He wields the hammers of hell and pounds the beat of rebellion. From the North, hails Kaige, the sinister beast; bringer of blasphemy and broken vertebrae. He slays with the Lyre, and ensnares the souls of the saints. From the West, appears Pumpkin, the destroyer; bringer of chaos and the angelic blood choir. He manipulates thunder to crush his foes and to cause the ground to tremble. And from the South, arises Dorian Grey, the vampiric brother of the devil; bringer of lust and slit wrists. He hypnotizes through his voice, like a perverted pied-piper.
Tapping into the sounds of bands like White Zombie, Black Label Society and Pantera, Thorn Fetish unleashed the gospel of Sex, Blood and Rock n Roll through the means of a full length cd entitled, “The House Band for the Devil’s Strip Club”. Now the masses can envelope themselves in true sin.
Together, the four call hail to the sinners; the followers of the seven deadly sins. They conquer through their unique sound and entertain through corruption, riding like a freight train over the earth. They appeal to their audience by connecting with that part that is true, that is animal, that is man. Wrath, Envy, Gluttony, Pride, Lust, Greed, and Sloth : These, thou shalt embrace. Come now, and join the ranks of Legion.
Hail to the seven! Hail to the sinner! Hail Thorn Fetish!
Grey, Pumpkin, Kaige, and Doc
We follow no one or nothing
Instead we create our own path
and the lambs shall follow
For we are the shepards
Shepards who harvest hate
and the fear of the so-called innocent
Corruption our only desire
Power our only goal
This we swear in our own blood
Hail to the seven
and to the