Written By Chris Norris
Welcome To World Metal Weekly — Greece Edition
This week we drop into Greece. A country that forged some of the most hypnotic, serpent-coiled black metal ever released.
From Athens basements to the Epirus mountains, there’s a specific kind of dusk here. Myth, ritual, melody, and menace braided together until it becomes its own dialect.
Catch up on past WMW features:
…and later this month we go north again. Scotland’s on deck.
Nightfall – Season of Mist Records
Nightfall is where the weird magic is. Mythic, occult-Gothic, “Greekness” poured into metal before it became exportable)
City: Athens
Gateway Track: — Darkness Forever
Deep Cut: The Passage (from the Nightfall Demo ’91)
Why them:
Because Nightfall didn’t just bring Greek atmosphere into extreme metal, they weaponized it.
Everybody else in the early 90s was copying Sweden or Florida.
Nightfall were doing Byzantine gloom with underground club-venom and minor-key grandeur with bitter European cynicism.
The kind of emotional risk nobody else would stake their reputation on. They turned melancholy into a blade.
This is metal you don’t throw on in the background. This is the thing you listen to when your bloodstream needs more voltage than caffeine can offer.
Rotting Christ – Season of Mist
The singularity that birthed the Greek branch of black metal
City: Athens
Gateway Track: Non Serviam
Deep Cut: Feast of the Grand Whore (Demo Version 1989)
Why them:
Because Norway gets the documentaries but Greece got the scripture.
Rotting Christ didn’t copy Scandinavia, they carved their own geometry. A mid-tempo ritual pacing, Hellenic melodic tension, hypnotic tremolo like ancient geometry chanted through tube amps.
This wasn’t ice-wind blastbeat pageantry, it was fire, lit slowly, burning clean. Without Rotting Christ, the Greek underground doesn’t sound like Greece, it just sounds like a Norwegian export.
They are the country’s axis. The reason “Hellenic black metal” is an identity and not a footnote.
Black Sword Thunder Attack – No Remorse Records
City: Kalabaka, Thessaly
Gateway Track: Last Flight of The Eagle
Deep Cut: Gates of Fire
Why them:
Greece treats epic metal like blood-binding religion, and Black Sword Thunder Attack is one of those cult outfits that feel like they’re writing scripture, not songs.
Every riff sounds like a lost page of Moorcock mythology torn out and set on fire. They aren’t slick, they’re myth-raw.
You don’t “listen” to them, you submit to that archaic tone where heavy metal still believes in dragons, prophecy, and fate written in lightning.
This is the sound of swords against amphora stone and smoke rising from the Aegean shore at midnight. Greece doesn’t do epic metal ironically.
Black Sword Thunder Attack remain one of Greece’s most shadow-drenched exports. A band that seems to exist more as myth than photo. They rarely appear together publicly, often letting their sigil and the haunting presence of vocalist Mareike stand in for a full-band image.
Black Sword Thunder Attack is proof this country plays that style like it still matters.
Kawir – Iron Bonehead Productions
City: Athens, Greece
Gateway Track: To Cavirs
Deep Cut: Eumenides
Why them:
Kawir didn’t treat Hellenic black metal as a costume, they treated it as blood-memory.
They brought in ancient Greek language, myth, ritual drums, and pagan invocations while the rest of black metal was still trying to sound colder than Scandinavia.
Their catalog isn’t about corpse paint, it’s about ancestral continuity.
They made Greek black metal sound Greek, not borrowed. Which is why half of the scene owes them spiritual DNA.
1000mods – Ouga Booga & the Mighty Oug Recordings
City: Chiliomodi, Corinth, Greece
Gateway Track: Vidage
Deep Cut: Above 179
Why them:
They’re the Greek stoner band that never begged the algorithm, they toured until the world bent.
1000mods made desert rock feel like Mediterranean heat instead of California asphalt.
Fuzzy, hypnotic, huge low end, but always with this lived-in, working-class grit baked into the groove.
They’re the band that proved DIY can scale into a movement if the riffs are honest and the intent is feral.
In Greece, they’re not “underground favorites,” they’re a backbone. The blueprint for how to build community one sweat-soaked club at a time.
Varathron — Agonia Records
City: Ioannina / Thessaloniki, Greece
Gateway Track: His Majesty at the Swamp
Deep Cut: Dawn of Sordid Decay
Why them:
Varathron is the Greek black metal sound in its purest, swamp-breathing form. Melodic but still venomous, pagan but still regal.
They were building an entirely different beast, humid, occult, Byzantine atmosphere instead of frostbitten tremolo.
They’re the slow-burn cathedral where other bands are a matchstick.
The patience they take with melody is the weapon. They don’t race you, they stalk you.
Varathron shaped an entire country’s dark identity and half the world doesn’t even realize they’re working from Varathron’s blueprint.
Astarte — Avantgarde Music
City: Athens, Greece
Gateway Track: Black Mighty Gods
Deep Cut: “The Offering,” which was part of the only demo the band released as Lloth before their name change. You can listen to it here: Dancing in The Dark Lake of Evil (Rare Demo)
Why them:
Astarte is the blade that proved the Greek scene wasn’t just men in corpse paint, it was women rewriting the damn architecture. They weren’t a novelty, they were a declaration.
Instead of mimicking monotone chill, Astarte fused Greek melodic darkness with something sharper… venom with poise.
It’s the kind of black metal that feels like a curse spoken calmly. The quiet voice that somehow cuts deeper than the scream right next to it.
And Tristessa?
She didn’t “represent women,” she redefined what the center even was in one of the most gatekept, male-coded genres in history.
Astarte is the band other musicians cite in private when they talk about bands that changed them, but won’t always admit it publicly.
They weren’t noise.
They were presence.
And presence endures.
Greece is proof metal doesn’t have “eras,” it has pressure points.
Every country has a different wound and every wound heals in a different shape of noise.
Next week? Scotland. Fog, folklore, peat smoke, and riffs thick enough to choke a god.
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Q: What is World Metal Weekly?
A: A guided tour through the loudest corners of the planet. One country per week, seven bands per stop, zero apologies for subjectivity.
Q: How do we pick the bands?
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- Seven Deadly Songs – our weekly hunt for the seven must-hear new tracks.
- Metalhead Horoscopes – your weekly forecast in riffs, not retrogrades.
- Deep Cuts: Metal’s Hidden Gems – a descent into the vaults where legendary weirdness sleeps.
- A Rip in Time: Women in Metal –
A series celebrating the voices, pioneers, and rule-breakers reshaping heavy music’s DNA.
More noise. More discovery. More excuses to stay up too late with incredible music.
About the Author
Chris Norris is the voice behind Metal Lair’s global metal coverage, from funeral doom in the north to thrash born in the streets. Known for spotlighting bands before algorithms notice them and for writing with the precision of a scalpel… or a well-sharpened guitar pick. Vinyl collector. Night-shift journalist. Believes heavy music has no borders.
