Ultra-Limited Cassette
Dragged screaming from the smoke-choked halls of Nekropolis Festival in Munich, this live tape captures Cult of Occult in their purest form: loud, broken, and drunk.
Amps drenched in feedback and cheap beer. Riffs collapsing under their own weight. Every note hit like a bottle to the teeth—slow, brutal, and impossible to forget. This isn’t a live album—it’s an exorcism caught on tape.
Filthy. Deafening. Obliterating. This is sludge soaked in bile and bottom-shelf bourbon. No overdubs. No polish. Just the sound of hell vomiting through blown-out speakers, howled by drunks dragging their demons onstage.
Limited run. You won’t get another shot.
Get it. Or die.
