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Track Two off the upcoming 2011 release!!!

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Anomalous is a progressive-technical-death-metal band formed in 2001 by Tim Hale and Max Seeman. With a goal of creating a sound that melded their disparate influences, the founding members began writing music.

Despite the lack of a vocalist, bassist and a revolving cast of drummers, a series of shows in the San Francisco Bay Area announced Anomalous as a presence.

In 2005, the founding members were joined by Nate Vennarucci, and the trio began recording, substituting programmed drums and samples for the ever-revolving cast of percussionists. Upon completion of the recording, the Minnesota-based metal label Brutal Bands picked up the band and in 2006 "Cognitive Dissonance" was released to favorable reviews. The band's masterful first release belies, or perhaps reflects, the bands tumultuous beginnings and while deserving of a brief respite, Anomalous began writing for the next album, while actively pursuing musicians to complete their sound.

After an exhaustive search, the band welcomed Marco Pitruzella as the new drummer, replacing the cold, precise machinations of programmed drums with the fire and intensity of the experienced metal percussionist.

Persevering through the myriad problems that present themselves between the inception and success of a band, Anomalous has maintained a rigid standard of musical quality that has resulted in the completion of their upcoming album. "Ohmnivalent" is due for release by Brutal Bands on March 15th 2011.

The Seraphim Veil
(lyrics by Tim Hale)

this touch is pure

ordained from the highest order above
through the shadow of the needle's eye of my own camelot glow

mammon gushes at my offering of stillborn hope rotting within me
devouring youth while my millstone rings hollow

enter my temple where the cleric begets swine
purity is rape and salvation is genocide
your home is a grave
spare no children
spare no one

savage heathen will conform to the sanctity of life (sweet flesh)
sweep the soil clear of the cradle boards
vital and ripe for siege and blight (sweet animal flesh)
traded the manitou for the goldmine

through the cracks in the stained glass I can see
a dancing ghost of atrocity through the hanging tomb
inverted spectacles of torment

without the veil of the unfurled flag I see
slaughter-bound human freight in waiting
lashes upon the back
inverted brand upon the chest

lord knows I have a pale glow
I can't just take off my halo
even as I stand on your grave
it's still a master and a slave

The land is cleared to stack my house of cards
my ossuary palace reduced to shards
there voices fall upon deaf ears on the the side of the veil

buried by law from Wounded Knee To Warsaw
they saw a prismatic justice awaits us all

the only reparation is reclamation
spare no children
spare no one