From the Picasso by way of Vincent Locke inspired artwork to the early 90's death metal replication therein, DISFIGURED DEAD and their blatant homage to all things anti blast beat ripple here like the left over fodder from a discarded Morris sound session. Not particularly negative when festering morsels like "Welcome To The Morgue" and "Dead But Walking" assuage your battered senses, channeling the corporeal spirits of young DEATH, POSSESSED and HOLLOW’S EVE.

As trite and cliché as this may translate the metal community lacks, if I may be so bold-real song structures these days, concentrating more on technicality for sport as opposed to utilizing hooks that prod through your timid brain like mutilating cattle. Get this and throttle your neck like a crocodile in a death roll!!