There is but one phrase to sum up Horror in its entirety: wasted potential. A meaty vocal performance from Dean Atkinson alongside a decent production job notwithstanding, this album is emotionlessness incarnate. Both the songwriting and quality of the musicianship leave much to be desired, and the reliance on breakdowns does not help the predicament that With Blood Comes Cleansing often find themselves in. Even if God was an avid fan of deathcore (or heavy metal in general), He'd spend the whole half hour trying his damnedest to elude this act because of how boring their full-length album is.
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