After 20 plus years, Ledney and co usher forth a slimy, doom laden, 50 ton blast of blaspheming black violence. Heavier in places, but still the classic sound you would expect to hear from Profanatica.
Ledney found his formula early on and hasn’t changed it much throughout his long and storied history as one of the leading…founding, voices in U.S.B.M. but that is not to say that this album isn’t as fresh as the very first time you heard them (which for me was “Weeping in Heaven” around 98). This album shits on the holy alter and blasphemes all. (TravisN)
