Audio Collection
The Kingdom is on Fire
Sons of Perdition
They play psalms for the spiritually dead. Running wide-eyed through the dusty attics of regional American music (country, folk), spinning tales of sorrow, madness, revenge and soul-gnashing woe.
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This Land Is Cursed | 2:59 |
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| 2 |
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The Party | 4:24 |
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| 3 |
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Anhelo | 5:19 |
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| 4 |
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There Is a Judgment | 3:10 |
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| 5 |
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Blood in the Valley | 5:38 |
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| 6 |
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Burial At Sea | 5:51 |
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| 7 |
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Cannibals of Rotenburg | 1:36 |
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| 8 |
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All He Wants (is My Blood) | 2:07 |
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| 9 |
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An End to All Flesh | 1:57 |
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| 10 |
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Death of a Shuckster | 2:52 |
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| 11 |
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The Legend of Saw Jones | 3:33 |
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| 12 |
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Fall to Your Knees | 5:30 |
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| 13 |
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I Wanna Go to Heaven | 3:29 |
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| 48:25 | ||||
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Description
Sons of Perdition play psalms for the spiritually dead. Running wide-eyed through the dusty attics of regional American music, spinning tales of sorrow, madness, revenge and soul-gnashing woe, the Sons were spat forth from the mouth of an angry God. Listen and repent.
The brooding child of Zebulon Whatley (of the undecayed Whatley’s, Scrougout clan), Sons of Perdition are probably haunting a church or tent revival near you. Pass the arsenic and hand over that serpent, brother.
"The Sons are masters of loneliness, despair and they carry with them a most unearthly fear of God. Aside from the lyrics that manage to creep their way into the cavernous depths of your psyche that either make you want to feverishly repent your sins or keep committing them, one can't help but pay attention to the masterful musicianship that calls to mind the wind's whistle through a lonesome valley and down through the swamplands. To add to this amalgam of dark and glorious music is Zebulon Whatley's melancholy and foreboding vocals."
-Ashlee Elfmann, Swampland