Pulverising us from start to end, these 11 pieces of torturous barbarity are ceaseless, yet with plenty of diversity within the healthy Cannibal Corpse sound. You will not escape its all-consuming wrath. While I speak of how tight they are musically, that does not mean this record feels any less frantic than their previous works, just perhaps even more like a juggernaut of gore lurching right towards you. Though it doesn’t feel alien, just like a band who have a new energy in their presence and utilise that well. Some of the melodic work adds a refreshing and new angle to the sound, akin to Hate Eternal perhaps. High-octane rampages continue to run wild with a feral speeding intensity to add more dizzying brutality to the slower chugging grooves, which work together in a harmonious relationship as most metalheads will know by now, this formula of fearsome sound hasn’t changed, as most will appreciate, Cannibal Corpse do not stray from their own path. Cannibal Corpse have returned, shaking the ground in their wake. The lyrics are certainly more impressive than the surface would allow, with a fine vocabulary to paint a gruesome picture alongside the monolithic onslaught of morbidity. This is the first record with new guitarist Erik Rutan (of Hate Eternal), whom brings a visceral groove to their sound which certainly can be compared to his other works, while not tainting the pure venomous Cannibal Corpse sound. Blistering solos add even more frenzy to the gore-drenched mayhem in sharp bursts while the bludgeoning riffs and concrete drums never relent in their aggression, nor does Corpsegrinder in his forever punishing vocal attack. The savage vocals and tight yet unfathomably heavy instrumental work is just as much of a functioning unit of depravity as ever with their very able yet easily enjoyable songwriting ferociously delving right into the carnage from the get-go. One of death metal’s most legendary acts Cannibal Corpse, whom need no introduction, return with their 15th album.īlasting right into an assault of hammering drums and maniacal riffing, the brutal cascade of offal that can only be called Cannibal Corpse launches right back in where they left off.
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