Brews up my favorite flavors of death/doom admixture. Compiles tomes and tombs of treacherous methodology. Collects compendia of morose melodies that ride the blighted, bellowing maelstrom. Rages in slow motion, murders at mid-pace. When the furnace fires up the tone is spongy-crunchy goodness, and the vessel threatens to fly off the rails. More vocally diverse than a dump truck of doom, with frequent grandstanding oration, like Maniac making a Grand Declaration of War. Wild how much is jammed into this dread thingonomicon.