Choke back the black smoke as Brit grindsters Bolt Thrower gather all armies once again for a siege upon the dark lands. Highly underrated as extreme metal kings, this band has been flattening all in their wake for decades now, bastardizing their chosen genre, somehow flitting between mutated styles of grim valour. There's no way out from the absolute pummelling majesty of this heavyweight tank which crushes bones and bursts blood vessels. Vocally, it's a terrifying rasp from some remote chasm, the bass of Jo quite simply ground shaking as they march on through such chaotic works as 'The Shreds Of Sanity' and 'Cenotaph' which is truly hideous, gutting its listener in the same way Entombed exploited that rusty chainsaw groove. Bolt Thrower have their own sound amongst a vast procession of death and grind bands, and they remain one of the only bands to hurt the soul.
7.5/10
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