“Unholy Rites,” kicks off proceedings with a thunderous beginning. Turning things through like a thunderbolt.
“Bloodline,” runs in and out, whipping things into a frenzy.
“Count The Dead,” hammers the sarcophagus of time and delivers something like a maddening crush.
“Moribund,” turns in and out. Ramming the point home over several cacophonies and delivering it all with a smile.
“Escape From New York,” runs in and out, turning the tide of time against the solar plexes.
An album for all.
Out on 16th April.