Like a dreary crawl through the dank underbrush of a dying forest, Winter's Eternal Frost EP offered what many consider the last word in obscure, lo-fi death/doom. Proof positive that the mysterious New York trio had descended to a musical equivalent of the Mariana Trench, songs like "Servants of the Warsmen," "Winter," and "Blackwhole" echoed with a morbid, fathomless despair capable of shell-shocking even the most experienced of doom metal fans. Only slightly faster-paced, on average, than Winter's lone full album, Into Darkness, Eternal Frost shares two of its five tracks with the same, and both releases were later combined into a single 1999 CD reissue by Nuclear Blast.
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AllMusic Review by Eduardo Rivadavia