Spawned forth from the smoldering abyss of San Jose, California in 2004, Haeresiarchs of Dis is a USBM project currently consisting of a sole member, Cernunnos. As the founder and lone creative force behind the unholy Haeresiarchs machine, Cernunnos conjures a unique, avant-garde form of black metal vehemence from deep within the woods of Lexington Hills, California. In doing so, Haeresiarchs of Dis manifests ultimate self in a form that takes the traditional sounds of the black metal genre and adds a few new and devastatingly murderous talons to its already lethal (and infamous) ferocity.
Launching an attack that is simultaneously insanely dissonant and beautifully orchestral, the project’s second full-length, Denuntiatus Cinis (Moribund Records), takes the listener’s hand in a firm, cold-fisted grip and leads them through thirteen tracks of enough unbridled misanthropy and anti-Christian sentiment to topple any steeple, leaving only the wreckage of eviscerated faith. The sound is wrapped in veins of Indo-European mythology, which pulse and surface noticeably throughout the record. While Cernunnos’ creations found on Denuntiatus Cinis are, for the most part, deeply fused to the type of relentless fury any black metal fan embraces with blood-soaked arms, there are also a few excursions from that path into territory largely unfamiliar to the genre’s history. Halfway through the album, “Bemoan the Fallen” exposes a scarred face not revealed in the remainder of this effort. The track takes on an almost old-time Irish folk feel (a sliver of which can be found in the opening of the otherwise hellfire-fueled “Ad Baculum“), speaking of carnage, blazing fires and death. “Median Existere” (quite easily a highlight) unleashes the inferno once again in a whirlwind of dizzying, thrashy riffs and raspy vocals seemingly forged from the smoke of Hell. Reversing the tide once more is “Nine Days They Fell”, which takes the form of an elegantly haunting mixture of choral chants and flowing rivers of somber instrumentation. That river leads to “Intent Concupiscence”, where an supernatural, unnerving voice speaks almost indecipherably over ominous piano tones. “Intent the Succedaneum” is the record’s sole instrumental, echoing and ominous in its duration.
With Denuntiatus Cinis, Haeresiarchs of Dis have mastered the art of doing more than push the proverbial envelope. This record takes that envelope with mysteriously entrancing force and sets it ablaze, only then shoving it in the faces of the weak and false who dare brave the conflagration. Consider this a suggestion to join in the ceremony at hand!