Home might be where the heart is, but you can be damn sure that hate resides there too. In fact, where you live in this wide world really matters little as far as brewing hate is concerned. As human beings, it?s in our nature to always find someone or something to detest, and Australian one man back metal band Ill Omen is proof of that. The sunny skies of Ill Omen?s homeland shine no light on the band?s oeuvre, and all the sunbeams in the world wouldn't change Ill Omen?s desire to remind us, in the most hateful fashion, that we?re all heading towards a pitch-black grave. Ill Omen was formed in 2006, by multi-instrumentalist and vocalist IV, and the band?s full-length debut, 2011?s Divinity Through Un-creation, was packed with odes to accompany you on your journey to the final exit. There?s no mistaking IV?s obsession with death?s cold embrace on Ill Omen?s latest release, Enthroning the Bonds of Abhorrence. Fact is, we?re all going to rot or become ashes, and while that?s not news to any of us, Enthroning the Bonds of Abhorrence envelopes you in bitterly cold and bleak black metal to really hammer that point home. There?s a conceptual arc to Enthroning the Bonds of Abhorrence too, with the album?s 11 tracks all titled ?Abhorrence? (with numerals running from I to XI, separating the songs). As mentioned, Ill Omen is interested in the grimmest of destinations, and Enthroning the Bonds of Abhorrence doesn't allow hope to shine for a second. Death isn?t pretty, and Ill Omen clearly has no desire to make it so. However, to ram the misery home, the band doesn?t simply rely on chaotic assaults to break the will. It?s the constant pressure the band brings to bear through that deadfall production, throat-gripping sense of impending doom, and all that unremitting wickedness. Enthroning the Bonds of Abhorrence isn?t an album for anyone looking for some quick-fix blast of black metal, because it?s a 60 minute funeral rite that you need to experience in full. Don?t go looking for any sympathy or reassurance here either. This is where you rot. This is the end.