"Wode are not fucking around on album number three. Across six tracks and nearly 40 minutes of infernal sound, we get the frostbitten bite of black metal, the bloody relentlessness of thrash, and the ravaged melody of Scandinavian death. Never once is there the sense of stylistic compromise, though, nor a hint of letting-up ... It's a hellacious statement from one of Britain's most sorely underrated bands".