4 long tracks of pure apocalyptic bliss. The first two prominently feature a sort of mechanized death-funk industrial unheard of elsewhere, and the third track is a great slice of old-school structured noise that climaxes with a flurry of pounding drums. The fourth ends the album with the traditional full-on percussive sound that Dissecting Table is known for, but combined with gloomy atmospheric passages. A flawless release.