GRANT ME RECTAL DELIGHT – The Hymn of Hell Released on Vinyl… and Burned Right at the Church Gate!

“The album was blocked by God, the parishioners were shocked, Satan liked it!”

In a world where art and faith collide like two runaway buses, Grant Me Rectal Delight emerges as a siren’s call from the depths of hell itself. It’s a musical manifesto so unholy, so controversial, that even the holiest of figures are left squirming in discomfort. An album that doesn’t just push boundaries, it obliterates them—shattering the notion of what music should be in a world still tethered to the old, sacred ways.

The album’s cover alone is enough to make the angels weep. A female singer, dressed as an unorthodox nun, wears a costume that does not just shock—it makes the Bible slam shut in horror. She doesn’t just sing, she embodies defiance, unleashing a vocal performance so raw and unapologetic that it feels like a ritualistic exorcism in itself.

What is the song about?
That’s a question better left unanswered in polite company. Just know this: Grant Me Rectal Delight is so dark, so forbidden, that even Spotify is reportedly questioning whether to call in an exorcist to cleanse its recommendation algorithm. The tracks speak of rebellion, seduction, and chaos—an audacious, hell-bent symphony that dares to mock the very essence of faith, love, and morality.

And if the music wasn’t enough, the backlash from the church could make anyone believe this was an act of heresy. Vinyl copies were burned at the church gates, and the faithful recoiled in terror, but there’s one thing for certain—Satan liked it. The sound of the devil himself might not be what you’d expect, but one thing’s for sure: Grant Me Rectal Delight isn’t just a record. It’s an act of rebellion, a defiance of the boundaries we so carefully try to draw between good and evil.