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Welcome!

You’ve crossed over into Pyromortis Fireworks! A place where things don’t just go boom, they rise from the ashes. 

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Blasting out of Northern Colorado, this isn’t just fireworks. This is a full-blown experience.

Forget the stale setups, ripoff prices, and excitement so dead it needs a casket. I’m here to resurrect the thrill with raw energy, rebel spirit, and a shot of freedom. 

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After years of being personally treated like nothing by a big-name firework brand, I took notes on what needed to change. I watched and studied what customers needed to get excited again. Seeing the prices skyrocket while quality nosedived, and seeing the faces of dread increase more every year...  I decided enough was enough.

We offer fireworks not just for kids, but for the entire family. I am especially talking to the adults who’ve grown to dread firework shopping. You know the vibe: overpriced, underwhelming, and straight up joyless.

I’m changing that.

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At Pyromortis, we believe fireworks should be affordable, badass, and fun as hell. This is for the parents, the outlaw bikers, the weirdos, the misfits, the nostalgic rebels, the ones who feel dead inside and the kids who still believe in the magic of blowing stuff up in the name of celebration.

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While the world feels like it’s burning, we’re here to give you one loud, bright, unforgettable moment of release. We can pretend it's a one day funeral for all the stress, division, and BS. Light a fuse, let it all go, and remember what it’s like to feel alive again! 

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Pyromortis isn’t about fake patriotism or forcing red, white, and blue down your throat. It’s about celebrating freedom in whatever way feels right to you. Whether that’s lighting up the sky with your ride or die crew, your kids, or just by yourself with a sparkler! We have something for all of you baddies.  

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No greed. No gimmicks. Just bomb deals.

 

We're not just a tent. We created a damn funeral pyre for the boring and the overpriced.

 

Oh, and in case you’re wondering? (you're not) But light a candle with our custom matches, because I pulled all of this together in less than a month. This is just the beginning. I'm leveling up from here.

 

Come check out my mystery Pokémon card vending machine, grab a beer fountain or ice cream fountain from the fridge, and dance (or punch the air if you want) to some nostalgic jams. We can't wait to meet you! RIP to your ex, your stress, and disappointment.