From the first ominous notes, you’re plunged into a dark, slow-burning atmosphere that feels equal parts grunge dirge and punk ritual. The guitars don’t just play — they haunt, laying down suspenseful riffs like warning signs in the fog. Listen close and you’ll catch those enigmatic synth layers humming just out of reach, daring you to lean in further.
And then there’s that voice — raw, grave-deep, shaking your emotions awake like a séance you didn’t know you signed up for. It’s unpolished in all the right ways, snarling with punk charisma while dragging you by the collar through their shadowy world.
Can you imagine this live? Sweat, strobes, the crowd’s heads nodding in hypnotic unison as the band channels pure catharsis. It’s the kind of set you don’t watch passively — you surrender to it.
“Survey Says” isn’t content to be background noise. It’s an invitation to let go, to explore your darker corners, and to thrash your way back to the light. So go on — crank it up. Let Holy Death Temple possess you for a while. You might just leave reborn.
