вЂAge of liesвЂ™ sees the pace pick up for a multi-coloured romp packed with chest-beating vocals, hefty riffs and well-honed solos. Things do slow down a tad for вЂsomewhere aloneвЂ™, which allows Gabor NagyвЂ™s vocals to shine over a song that recalls the magical melodies of TherionвЂ™s stunning вЂLemuriaвЂ™ album, a record with which вЂJudasвЂ™ shares many points in common. Of course, for those who find power metal to be a nauseating experience at the best of times, this is all liable to be a bit much, but Wisdom have the errвЂ¦ sense to temper their excesses with a glorious sense of joy and life, and it is that adrenalin-pumping sense of vitality that will keep you listening time and again. About as subtle as a neon sign announcing вЂwe are here!вЂ™, the track stands atop the mountains, clad in leather, letting forth a melody so insistent itвЂ™ll be permanently snagged in your brain by the second listen. Opening with the massed harmonies and warp-speed guitars of вЂfallinвЂ™ away from graceвЂ™, Wisdom pull no punches. Clearly in thrall to the glass-shattering capabilities of Halford and Dickinson in their prime and possessed of a near-demonic virtuosity on the fret-board, вЂJudasвЂ™ is a monument to the wonderfully over-the-top excesses of power metal at its most opulent. Influenced by the likes of Judas Priest, Iron Maiden and Helloween, what marks Wisdom out is pure, glorious excess.

Wisdom hail from Budapest in Hungary and have been an active part of the power metal scene since 2001. вЂњ We are slaves in the hands of fate, from the cradle to the grave!вЂќ

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