I had to laugh at the video description:
Egregore, a hitherto unknown entity in the narrow boundaries of our material world, now appears for the first time with the obscure musical treatise “The Word Of His Law: An address to Abraxas in his time and place, through his Grand Viseer, Thine Panpsycopompos.” This enigmatic incantation offers a first glimpse of a developing musical universe in a state of primeval expansion. Upon the principal element of ancient chaotic underground Black Death Metal, Egregore conjures an uncanny aura of supernatural presence, as though the songs simply pass through them from some other sphere of existence. A self-satisfied work of tradition alone was never in the cards however as Egregore brandish synths, arcane chanting and soaring guitar leads among other spells creating a truly underground work of creative vitality and occult sorcery. Album closer ‘An Address to Abraxas’ even morphs into Neo-folk domains.
