Summoned slowly with a bleak incantation of howling feedback and gradually descending chords, Coffins are beckoned back into an ugly living death for another malevolent foray into the cavernous depths of necrophilous doom metal. Mortuary in Darkness is brought forth by rigor mortis-stiffened fingers, guided by slogged drumbeats and garnished with grunts creaking up through decaying pipes by way of vocals; a hulking mass of negative sound insistently hammering away at your resolve like a goat-headed battering ram at the fortress gates. Granted, it’s not all punishingly slow, but even when the band raise their pace they barely reach an undead shamble, goading unwilling limbs into an Obituary-like lurch that flattens with its dogged reluctance to quit and makes Coffins’ brand of slow poison all the more deadly.