Okay, we get it; you're bad asses. This is one of those albums where you look at the band's name, the album title, the artwork and before you know it your mind is made up. I was fully expecting a complete thunderclash of screaming lyrics and earth-shattering bass, combining to create that delightful symphony known as death metal. Little did I know that Saposmittz changed up the recipe a little... We also get a little techno-inspired madness on the tracks, which is kind of refreshing until the lead singer's deep growl begins to deliver lyrics that sound like some kind of language known to man—just not sure which. Also, with song titles like "Nu Wurld Holokaust" and "Amerikan Vampyres in Hell", you've managed to unite both English teachers and Marylin Manson fans in their fear. On this I commend you, but next time, don't try so hard.