Frenzied yet craftily structured, technically proficient, disharmonic, catchy, brutalizing, ever-intense death-metal. Everyone puts their blood, sweat and guts into every skull-fucking cut of this tearass album. I find myself blasting "Father, You’re Not A Father" while on campus, smoking marijuana, screaming insanely, giving people the finger, telling hot chicks I’m going to gut and rape them. If you do not like this album, you are a bitch. I hate you. This release is pure black-tar speedball to be injected directly into your vein-shot nutsack. Fucking blast this shit. C’mon. Do it. DO IT, FUCKER!!! DO IT!!!!!!!!!

Written By: Nameless Dread