Despite the apocalyptic undertones of the band name, this is not nearly as chaotic as one might think. On the contrary, this is a largely midtempo romp through the groove-filled underbelly of goregrind, not dissimilar to Cock and Ball Torture or Hymen Holocaust.The songs are expectedly simplistic, but they largely avoid the blastbeats normally associated with grind. A pity, as they are at their best when they pcik up the pace. The vocals are at an extremely low pitch and are essentially indecipherable murmurings, which border on the monotonous, but are saved from this fate with the help of guest vocalists from Damaged, Mors Principium Est and the brilliantly named Fuck... I'm Dead. The album contains eleven songs, yet it barely scrapes through the half hour mark -- but given their style of music, a longer album would not have suited them.
Definitely one of the stronger groovegrind albums I have heard in recent times.