"The album's ten tracks are filled with slow, lurching rhythms caked in soot and smoke, with macabre samples from old horror movies instead of rhymed verses. Much of the record would've been filed under the illbient subgenre if it had appeared in the mid-'90s, as it's not too far off from what Spectre and Prince Paul were cooking up for the WordSound label during that time, but there's also a major presence of skittering drum machines recalling trap at its grimiest ... It's readily apparent that Muggs takes great joy in exploring the dark arts, and like his best work, Dies Occidendum is just as illuminating as it is grim and foreboding".