Description:
From our home deep in the mountains, we weave sonic tales of our multiverse for all our Doomed disciples.
Wizzerd rose from the fallen branches of frozen trees late into October. The Devil had risen in search of blood, and with him he brought an omen of death upon the Earth ... Wizzerd.
Fuzzy distortion and high gain on their stone(d) instruments, Wizzerd weaves epic tales of battle, magic, demons, and great journeys into the Unknown.
The original idea for the album stemmed from a basic theme but grew into something greater. This album is the origin story for what became our multialbum-spanning concept, which was based on an epic poem (included on the insert of the vinyl edition) crafted before the band name Wizzerd was ever uttered. The three main "new" musical influences on us at the time were the Sword, Egypt, and Elder, which we had just discovered and been getting really into.
Those types of sounds combined with a deep root in classic heavy rock and this budding concept of the Doomchild birthed the album before you today