Cruciamentum
Engulfed In Desolation

I confess that I was initially drawn to the debut of this Albion quartet by the lyrics written by our Giuseppina Baratro, anyway it was truly a while since an ultramegametallic album filled with belches, boulders, and blind slashes entertained me like this.

The combo's ridiculous acronym, an eye-catching greenhouse effect title, and a cover designed by King Diamond's hydrocephalic child should have led me in the right direction, banishing them from my vile existence forever.

And instead.

Only four tracks - a mephistophelian EP - compose the suffocating mountain of basalt that's unleashed upon the dazed listener; boorish, ignorant, and phlegmatic death metal of the worst kind that reaches its peak in the AB-norm "Thrones Turned To Rust" where the displaced Neanderthalensis of early Bolt Thrower seem to converge, raised to their power, with the bone-crushing caterpillar of the Death Leprosy-era.

A jewel!