Australian band Plasmodium shocked listeners with their astounding debut that was an incredible expression of spacey, convoluted black/death metal like no other. For their sophomore album, they’ve harnessed the same ideals and embraced atmospheric elements into their decidedly free-flowing, organic-sounding and tangibly terrifying music to lend to it an otherworldly air – at any given point of time there’s a sense of looming dread and impending cacophony. This is certainly not meant for the more conventional or easy listening metal fans because the music can reach a crescendo of morbid proportions, but for the fans of the extreme, there is nothing better than a pure cathartic release, one that is visceral and palpable. The atmospheric parts appearing after the mind-numbing rampage feel like a dimension-transcending breakthrough of some kind in an intense and demanding psychedelic trip. No one will emerge unscathed from this experience.