Review Summary: 666/88, Waking The Cadaver assert their right to the throne of brutality as goremaster bong-hit husslepimps.32 of 39 thought this review was well written
Tie up your Nike dunks and make sure they're tight, because this riffs are son. You gonna be dancing hard because these are only the brutalist of slams from the goreslums of Shore Points, Der-T Jer-Z. You think you heard the sound of Hell but you don't heard WTC, son yous triflin and I don't appreciate that, so get with it cause this jun heavy, heaviest of all jun if you don't believe me your a bitch and I don't even care man cause this *** BEYOND COPS, BEYOND GOD ***. DON CAMPEN IS THE KING OF SWAMP BEACH, HE SOUND LIKE A MAN WHO LIVIN IN A SWAMP FEEDING ON HOOKER FLESH FOR LIKE 30 YEARS. WHEN WILL HE STOP? NO ONE KNOWS.
Gravity blasts galore do you know what that mean? Your face melting off your skull, thats what it means. Breakdowns from the inferno form the most intense hellish gorepunch to the face that you will ever eperience, like chainsaws to the abdomen, erotically. This is guttural slamming brutal death metal. If you could rate the goretuity of BEYOND COPS, BEYOND GODS on a scale of 1-5 I'd rate it a 69 because it's perversely brutal, like that guy from Silence Of The Lambs no homo.
Don't *** with Waking The Cadaver cause they will rip you limb from limb and you won't know what hit you, but I'll make a bet it Don Campen tire iron to your dome. Upside your dome with hate mosh because if you don't mosh to this, you're getting killed at the Stone Pony, I'm dead serious, don't ***ing go to the Stone Pony if you're a bitch, this isn't some Bob Dylan pussy *** anymore, that *** dead, NECROMANGLERS FROM THE INFERNO RUN THE SHOW NOW. Jerz won't b disgraced.