Decibel will let you in on a little secret: the new Ghoul album is just a couple months away from release. We’ve heard it and we can assure you that it rules. To be fair, we were knee-deep in pig shit at a Creepsylvanian brothel/pork farm at the time when Digestor and Cremator force-fed us new music, so we may have experienced some sensory overload.

But today were just giving it to aurally, as Decibel proudly unveils Ghoul’s first foray into the Decibel Flexi Series: “Wall of Death.” This new tune, recorded especially for the series, won’t be featured on the new Ghoul LP, but it gives you a taste of what you’re in for later this summer. Sayeth guitarist/vocalist Digestor:

“It is our duty and pleasure to commit to the Decibel Flexi Series this, our greatest achievement ever: ‘Wall of Death’; a song that tells a chilling tale of savage dictatorship, brutal oppression, and large-scale unreinforced masonry. Enjoy, won’t you? Thank you.”

There are extremely limited quantities of Decibel’s July issue, featuring the “Wall of Death” flexi disc now available in our webstore. So, grab a copy, work through your best Romanian accent and scream along with the lyrics below.

“Wall of Death” lyrics:

Fear! They’re under control

The growing terror has taken a toll

With each new event, the plebes will relent



Hate! They’ll be made to hate

A scapegoat constructed, a foe to berate

The State let them in to commit mortal sin



The Acolytes preach

It will never be breached

“So, build!” they beseech

Wall of Death!



The Commandant warns

That it’s time for reforms

“It’ll keep out the swarms”

Wall of Death!



Rage! The people enraged

Given the choice they will choose to be caged

Shore up the dam with a labor program



Brutes! To keep them at bay

The people must do so much more than just pray

Brick upon brick will do the trick



The Acolytes preach

It will never be breached

“So, build!” they beseech

Wall of Death!



The Commandant warns

That it’s time for reforms

“It’ll keep out the swarms”

Wall of Death!



Bones are stacked up high

As the ashen mortar dries

Mass grave to reach the sky

To conquer and divide



Wall of Death!



Strike! The hour is nigh

Peons enslaved so they’ll always comply

They’ll beg to exist under cudgel and fist



Kill! Their hopes and their dreams

A barricade keeping the nation enseamed

The State will protect with a boot on the neck



Wall of Death!