“The stories told of the most brutal and uncaring of the survivors of the apocalypse – those who had not sought to eke out some semblance of the normative reality that most of society had once known prior to the nuclear wars but rather those who had already possessed a penchant for ultra-violence, those suffuse with the most degraded of human proclivities that had been accelerated by the increasing state of upheaval that led to the final terminal nightmare. For that sort the nuclear wars – and the chaos that ensued – represented opportunity. In their minds, the fact that they had counted themselves among the few survivors amidst the termination of billions held within it the promise of a satanic destiny awaiting. While many of them had enjoyed their own sadistic pleasures either singly or in small bands the reputation quickly spread of the southern area where large-sale organized terror was being fomented systematically – rumors of a region that represented the zenith of hell on earth administered by demons in flesh bodies whose appetite for bloodshed, carnage and horror knew no bounds.” 

“Britta saw the images of her sister from the day of wrath – tall sinewy body bearing only the slightest signs of womanhood sheathed within an immaculate white now stained with splatters of blood – yellow poisonous mists rising around her, eyes concealed behind platinum mirror reflecting exploding ordnance and life-draining chemical smoke. Harsh orders spoken in amplified, robotic cadence issuing forth from helmeted head – urging, cajoling, directing her troops toward further and ever-horrific acts of genocidal abandon.”

“Smoke from burning buildings wafted thickly on the winter air and the sounds of children crying, the moans of the critically injured and the sounds of armed carriers engaging in preparatory training maneuvers melded seamlessly with the incongruous sounds of roosters crowing and penned up swine grunting in hopeless premeditation of a morning slop. Dead bodies were piled like cordwood along the sides of the bombed-out dwellings – sacrificial victims of the organization’s martial carnage of the day before. This was the country – Bluebird country.”

SOURCE: Excerpts from BLUEBIRD – forthcoming from Martinet Press in 2016. A thirteen year-old girl in a futuristic setting after a year of rigorous cult programming and systematic abuse at the hands of a brutal paramilitary organization finds herself installed as a deity representing the embodiment of chemical and radiological warfare in a disease-ridden DMZ-type border area between the paramilitary organization with whom she enlisted and the gateway to areas of unknown nuclear-war devastated territories from which she came. The second installment of the post-apocalyptic trilogy authored by the Tempel ov Blood that began with IRON GATES.

Audio and graphic featuring the track QUEEN OF RADIATION courtesy ARCHON.