The Serpent Stirs

by Ortega

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Ortega returns with their longest output so far, clocking over 18 minutes of psychedelic doom. The Serpent Stirs is a sonic voyage. A trial of battles with inner demons, which binds us in our mind.

Our great self crawls in blood. Its hide is raw.

Pressing info:

100 Cassettes (Tartarus Records) SOLD OUT

1st press
100 Clear vinyl (Narshardaa Records) SOLD OUT
100 Green vinyl (Narshardaa Records) SOLD OUT
100 Red vinyl (Narshardaa Records) SOLD OUT

2nd press
200 Amber vinyl (Narshardaa Records)
25 black vinyl w screenprinted cover (Narshardaa Records) Only available at shows.

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credits

released December 1, 2012

Recorded by JB van der Wal at Simplon and Hewwehetover Studios, Groningen in 2012
Mastered by JB van der Wal
Vinyl artwork by Marald
Cassette artwork by www.strawdogs.nl

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Ortega Groningen

Since 2007, Ortega have been exploring the murky depths of humanity's longing for the horizon. Perilous courses which drag carcasses ashore, sojourns that tell of the bells that chime on the sands below, collisions of doom, sludge and noise that tell tales of abyssal mankind.

Ortega is:

Richard - Vocals & Guitar
Frank - Bass
Alex - Guitar
Sven - Drums
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Track Name: The Serpent Stirs
Hell comes home

The trial
Inside us all
we dare not see

What we fear
we dare not call
Moves to climb

Hell
Comes home
In the serpent's eyes we are
Warm

quench with blood

Hell
Comes home
In the mouth of the beast we are
Cold

quench with blood

Call for the snake
Rising from the sea

The trial
Inside us all
we dare not see

What we fear
we dare not call
Moves to climb

The serpent
Drawing close
Fear takes hold

Our great self
crawls in blood
It's hide is raw