LAST COPY!

A mammoth wave of coughing up blood, a monstrous lava tsunami arosing from the nothingness nest of rudeness, simplicity and Metal bareness where unpretentious sounds copulate deliriously. The raw riffing evokation of Japan's SEX MESSIAH mesmerizes, catapulting to an old, yet not dead, era of straight writing understanding, via the mere aim of provoking through the nausea and demented void of the unexpected, sending shivers down the spine just for the sake of impudence and humiliation. The result may seem familiar, while on the other hand it is a total chaotic nihilist attempt against sanity and good taste. Determined as they are about breaking the protective circle of mental integrity and moral values, obnoxiousness and illness is all that remains once they've come across your way.