Silvertonguedevil

Our story began ages ago, starting in the great cosmic flash that sent the stuff of stars tearing through the void, bringing life to fiery action. Everything is evolving, always growing and morphing until critical mass is met. From darkness we came, to darkness we return.
The other of outer darkness
The other unconsumed
The other of ancient tongues
The other point of view
We are no one. We come from nowhere. There have been others before us, and we are mere parts of the evolution. There are no gods or devils but those that we create in our own image. We are not believers. We seek to know, to live, and to grow stronger in body, spirit, and mind.
We revere all of the arts of darkness.
"The key to joy is disobedience." – Aleister Crowley
We are a band, a tribe. Our music is metal, the music of chaos and the void. Some have called it the devil's music, and that is fine by us. To those that came before us and inspired us, we bestow great honor. Our desire is simple: to conquer our own limitations. We seek to thrive, to evolve into the gods we choose to be. When critical mass comes we will return to nothing, but we will have become legion.