
A deliberate return to the raw, unpolished chaos of the early eighties. Distorted, loud, and unapologetically abrasive speed metal.
It's like a 1982 basement tape recorded with 2006 anger and much louder amps.
Relentless, confrontational energy with a stubborn commitment to sonic ugliness.
The writing leans a touch further into spirituality than the rest of the catalogue.
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