Comatose — The Unhallowed Congregation Review

Comatose, a Death Metal entity forged in the Philippines in 2003, unleashed their third full-length invocation, “The Unhallowed Congregation,” on February 11th, 2025—an independent release steeped in sonic ruin. The album was later co-released via Satanath Records and Malevolent Sound on May 21st and July 4th, respectively, marking its passage from underground rite to international damnation.

Comatose, The Unhallowed Congregation Review: This review will evaluate every aspect of the album, from its intricate musical composition to its production. Our analysis will provide valuable insights to help you determine if this album is worth adding to your collection.

The First Three Sins, The Summary

The First Sin, The Strings/Keys: The relentless gallop of thrash, the crushing chug of death metal, and the razor-sharp tremolo runs of black metal converge into a shifting entity. The bass line forms the unshakeable anchor to this sonic chaos—serpentine, primal, and deeply resonant. The Second Sin, The Vocals: Guttural snarls and blackened rasps tear through the mix with spectral malice. Each phrase is syncopated and venomous, steeped in imagery of decay, ritualistic damnation, and anti-salvation. The Third Sin—The Percussions: A furious barrage—blast beats, thunderous double kicks, and punk-inflected fills propel the hymns forward with ceremonial urgency.

The Fourth Sin, Overall Discussion

The First Hymn: Descent Begins with Scrolls of Profanity

The sonic journey commences the instant the play button is engaged. A primal roar erupts with the opening hymn, Scrolls of Profanity. This hymn assaults the senses with an immediate, relentless instrumental barrage. Technically, intricate chord passages weave a tapestry of chaos. Then, a brutal vocal emerges from the maelstrom, a raw, unearthly bellow that signals the true descent into sonic damnation.

Nine Hymns of Necrotic Delirium: A Ritual Beyond the Album

This is merely the prelude to eight more hymns of auditory obliteration. Each subsequent hymn promises to shred the ears and rattle the very spine. Comatose itself is a monolithic entity, a thirty-minute exploration of extreme music. It expertly fuses death metal’s guttural aggression, thrash metal’s frantic energy, and blackened metal’s icy desolation. This nine-track recording guides the listener through a terrifying descent into necrotic delirium.

This release transcends the definition of a mere album. It is a potent rite of sonic damnation, a ritualistic invocation of the abyss. The guitar riffs gnash and grind with the ferocity of bone scraping against ancient tombstones. The drums are furious and primal. The vocals howl with the spectral lament of souls lost in a necropolis of despair.

Raw Devilmanship: Chaos, Precision, and Infernal Architecture

Comatose’s production and overall sound reveal a deliberate rawness. The mix is far from polished, eschewing the slick veneer of modern recording. Yet, it is not simply lo-fi noise. This approach deliberately preserves the untamed spirit of the underground. Each instrument is allowed to punch through the dense sonic fog, creating an atmosphere that is at once quirky, unhinged, and refreshingly rough-edged. 

The devilish artistry within Comatose is executed with flawless precision. The devilmanship is solid and remarkably tight. It sounds as if it were forged in the infernal depths of the nine circles of hell itself. The compositional structure is equally impressive. The instrumental passages are so intricately arranged, they evoke the very architecture of the inferno.

It is a congregation of pure chaos, meticulously stitched together. This unsettling tapestry is woven with threads of venomous intent and fervent ritualistic energy. The band actively embraces chaos. Strange, jarring breaks and abrupt tempo shifts are employed to keep the listener perpetually unbalanced, never quite finding comfortable footing

Strings of Dissonance: Riffs as Ritual Entities

Comatose‘s guitar work, skilfully handled by Bellz Lee and Milojan Mondejar, conjures riffs that are a constantly shifting entity. They oscillate between the relentless gallop of thrash, the crushing chug of death metal, and the razor-sharp tremolo runs characteristic of black metal. Listeners should anticipate angular, disorienting transitions. Unexpected breaks punctuate the relentless assault. 

Ritualistic dissonance adds another layer of unsettling texture, particularly evident on tracks such as Eternal Life Eternal Lies and The Unhallowed Congregation.

The guitar tone itself is undeniably gritty. A prominent mid-range crunch evokes the raw sound of early 2000s Southeast Asian underground metal. This sonic signature adds a distinct, primal character.

The Bedrock and the Barrage: Bass and Drums in Ceremonial Combat

Serge Enso‘s bass playing forms the unshakeable anchor to this sonic chaos. Its low-end is thick, serpentine, and deeply resonant. It’s not about flashy technique; it is the foundational bedrock upon which the entire structure is built. The bass often mirrors the guitar riffing, but it injects a crucial layer of depth and undeniable weight. This is especially palpable during the slower, doom-laden passages, like those found in the hymn Condemned to Darkness.

Jan Llever’s drumming is a furious and unrelenting force. The performance is remarkably tight, yet retains a primal, untamed energy. The live-room feel of the recording imbues the drumming with a ceremonial urgency. Expect a relentless barrage of blast beats, thunderous double kicks, and punk-inflected fills that propel the music forward with relentless momentum.

Comatose Band Image
Vocal Maledictions: Snarls of Anti-Salvation

Bellz Lee’s vocals are a visceral assault. They tear through the lyrics and the music with guttural snarls. The delivery hovers somewhere between a death growl’s raw power and a black metal rasp’s icy malice. The lyrical themes are steeped in imagery of decay, ritualistic damnation, and outright anti-salvation. The vocal phrasing is frequently syncopated, introducing an additional layer of tension and unpredictability to the already volatile mix.

Sacrament of Sonic Ruin: Philosophical Rejection and Regional Necromancy

This is not merely sonic obliteration—it is a philosophical rejection of redemption. Comatose offers no salvation, only the ecstatic embrace of ruin. A fruit of art, forged in ritual flame, The Unhallowed Congregation is not an album—it is a sacrament of sonic ruin. Let no aficionado of extreme music pass it by unscathed.

“Hellhammer and Sarcófago may echo through the mix, but Comatose’s rite is carved from Southeast Asian soil—feral, unrepentant, and steeped in regional sonic necromancy.”

Closing: No Redemption, Only Ruin

As The Unhallowed Congregation reaches its final moments, its most intense and haunting passages dissolve into ritual silence—not an end, but a lingering echo of sonic ruin. Before we descend into the final three sins, we offer our deepest gratitude to Satanath Records for granting us the honour of reviewing Comatose’s latest invocation.

The Fifth Sin, The Memorabilia

For me, Comatose‘s The Unhallowed Congregation is not merely extreme—it is a feral invocation of chaos, steeped in the raw, unholy essence of Southeast Asian and South American underground tradition. Its sound is a deliberate rejection of polish and redemption, embracing the primal violence of old-school blackened extremity. This is music forged in ritual flame, designed to destroy the soul and rupture the ears. It does not seek approval—it seeks obliteration.

The Sixth Sin, The Artwork

Herm Bensi’s cover art—a writhing congregation of skeletal priests beneath a bleeding moon—mirrors the album’s spiritual decay. The cassette release, limited and raw, feels like a relic unearthed from a cursed crypt.

The Seventh Sin, Disrelish

There is no disrelish to be found within The Unhallowed Congregation. Every element—vocals, instrumentation, production, and philosophy—converges into a singular rite of destruction. This is not an album to critique; it is a sacrament to endure. Thus, we conclude our review of The Unhallowed Congregation. I would like to take this opportunity to express my gratitude for your time in reading this article, and I encourage you to explore the work of Satanath Records and Comatose.

The Hymns

01. Scrolls Of Profanity
02. Descent to Necropolis
03. Horrors Beyond Horrors
04. The Unhallowed Congregation
05. Arena Of Death
06. Eternal Life Eternal Lies
07. Face The Reaper
08. Fallen Ones Of The Dead Light
09. Condemn To Darkness

Comatose

Bellz Lee — Guitars/Vocals
Milojan Mondejar — Guitars
Serge Enso — Bass
Jan Llever — Drums

Hear The Music

Reviewed by Kristian — editorial architect and ceremonial crafted. © Athenaeum of Sin Reviews.