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Such a relief and pleasure to hear from a band who take their shit seriously, and don't seem to think Black Metal is some kind of joke or a cartoon. The Beast of the Apocalypse are an uncompromising, intense band from the Netherlands, and this is another slab of their dark, occult alchemy. Again the production is perfect: big, deep, raw and brutally powerful. The riffs are atonal constructions of hate and misanthropy, coiling and lashing around themselves as they build the songs into churning occult monoliths. This is dense, propulsive, hypnotic Black Metal that is worthy to bear the name. Their name may be unwieldy, and the compositions may be a little baggy here and there, but this band can be as pretentious as they like so long as they keep killing this hard.