Warslaughter — Exacerbación Review
Warslaughter, a Spanish Extreme Metal force forged in 2021, summoned their debut EP, “Exacerbación” on October 31st, 2024 via Profaner Records. The release carved its way through the underground with successive manifestations: a cassette drop via Elf Eggs Records (Feb 20, 2025) and War Vellum (June 26, 2025), culminating in a CD issue through Morbid & Miserable Records on June 20, 2025.
The First Three Sins, The Summary
The Fourth Sin, Overall Discussion
Sonic Prelude: Inhalación del Miasma’s Violent Awakening
The moment the listener hits play, the journey begins with Inhalación del Miasm. It doesn’t gently ease into things; instead, it explodes with a chaotic sonic burst. The instrumental kicks off with a tense, crashing noise that swells and twists — like a storm breaking in an underground cave — before smoothly transitioning into the subsequent four brutal tracks.
This opening piece acts as a sonic warning, a wild prelude that claws its way into your ears and grips your senses with raw intensity. It sets the tone for an album rooted in chaos and darkness, pulling the listener into a spiralling descent of sonic mayhem.
No Peaceful Fields: An Album Rooted in Nightmare
Warslaughter is no stroll through peaceful fields. It’s not designed to be accessible or melodic in any traditional sense. This is a nightmare manifest, a burst of pure, unfiltered extreme metal. It weaves together the savage aggression of death metal with the icy, haunting atmosphere of black metal. Seventeen minutes might sound short to some — yet with that span, the band crafts a relentless barrage of sound, a rollercoaster that’s brutal, complex, and almost impossible to escape.
The intensity doesn’t let up; instead, it ratchets up with every note, leaving the listener breathless and stunned by the sheer force of its brutality.
Crypt-Clad Recording: Murky and Unpolished by Design
Warslaughter‘s Exacerbación will execute your soul and ears with a sound that’s drenched in distortion — a thick, muddy wall of noise that feels like listening to music through a cracked, wet window in a damp cellar. The recording, deliberately raw, sounds like it was captured in a forgotten crypt or a forgotten basement. There’s no glossy polish, no pristine clarity — just unfiltered chaos. It’s murky, it’s unpolished, and it demands your attention.
The band handled the mixing themselves, and their choices resulted in a suffocating atmosphere where every instrument fights to dominate, yet none are clear enough for comfort. The sense of immediacy, of chaos captured in real-time, makes it feel like a live recording from a dark, underground gathering.
Devilmanship and Decay: Artful Instrumental Carnage
This dark, oppressive soundscape is crafted through a fruit of art arrangement and instrumental artistry of unholy devilmanship. The guitar work is a storm of filth — distorted heavily — that will make your stomach churn and give you anxiety, mid-scooped for maximum crunch, and drenched in reverb that turns each riff into a deathly echo. Tremolo riffs — fast, trembling sequences — clash and layer with sickly leads that twist like decayed surgical tools, jagged and unsettling.
The music echoes of war metal’s primal aggression, with nods to Spanish underground roots, soaked in dark rituals and savagery.
Bones and Boots: Percussion That Punishes
Warslaughter‘s drums are relentless, with blast beats and double-kick drums hammering like machine gun fire, relentlessly pounding through the mix. They push the music forward with unyielding force, sometimes breaking apart into slower, stomping breakdowns that ooze dread. The snares crack sharply like the sound of bones breaking beneath heavy boots, while cymbals hiss like steam vents in some ancient industrial ruin. The kick drums thud like bodies hitting concrete, heavy and visceral.
Beneath it all, the bass rumbles like an earthquake, a subterranean force barely contained. It’s more felt than heard, a deep decay echoing from beneath the surface. When combined with the relentless percussion, it drives the chaos home, adding weight and depth to the already overwhelming low-end.
Infernal Invocation: Vocals Buried in Ritual Chaos
Warslaughter‘s vocals are not merely singing; they are raw, volcanic eruptions of sound — guttural roars, snarled bile, and grotesque whispers that sound like they’re clawing their way out of the depths. The mix buries them just enough so they seem to claw out from the chaos, almost struggling to be heard amid the storm of instruments. The vocal delivery is a perfect reflection of the lyrics’ themes — Spanish-language invocations that speak of necrosis, decay within hidden subterranean ecosystems, and ancient ritualistic death and decomposition.
The vocals are poetic in their twisted way, turning the grotesque into a form of dark art, evoking images of rituals and decay in equal measure.
Final Descent: Seventeen Minutes of Frenzied Devouring
Overall, this EP offers a pure, unfiltered noise experience that’s fast and frenetic but grounded in real music. Seventeen minutes of relentless fury — heavy, brutal, chaotic, wild, untamed — devouring everything in its path.
This release is not for the faint-hearted—it’s a sonic sewer crawl for connoisseurs of depraved death metal. If you’re into bands like Archgoat, Antediluvian, or Impetuous Ritual, At the same time, Exacerbación is for fans of depravity and noise worship, this is your next descent.
Final Benedictions & Closing Sins
As Exacerbación grinds toward its final breath, we extend our thanks to Morbid and Miserable Records for granting us access to the inferno. With the ritual nearly complete, we now unveil the last three sins and seal our descent.
The Fifth Sin, The Memorabilia
The Sixth Sin, The Artwork
The Seventh Sin, Disrelish
Warslaughter
Miasma
Genoma
Lepra