Death to a lack of thought, no audience for a tired reference. Your edge has been dull for eternity, stabbing at a sore subject. Death to a lack of thought, no more sick celebration. Don't you know what it means to be stabbing at a sore subject?
I can't pin this down genre wise but it hits all the right buttons for me. They remind me of Nirvana if Kurt had started a blackened funeral scream band. The riffs are spacious and devastating and the screams are just as destructive and cathartic. It's just the right length too. Beautiful album. eManRenaissanc