HATE’s Crvsade:Zero is unleashed in pompous and orchestral style, whereby two introducing pieces are quite unusual and at the same time too much for my taste, but at least the listener sits tensely in expectations for the things to come.

Monstrous rhythms, fine guitar lines as well as fast interplays form a contrast to borne passages and a quite complex approach, caring for a mighty sound adventure in course of Death Liberator. Unfortunately, the barbed hook of remembrance does not cut the flesh deeply because of the missing first-class refrain.
Afterwards, the musicians chose a completely different entry and exaggerate lyrical repetition slightly, but I can speak of a grinding-in-effect, so that this song acts ambivalently. Doomsday Celebrities foretells of the band’s big potential, when oriental sounding leads go together with an irresistible pumping rhythm section, but missing out a crowning chorus anew.
At long last, Hate Is The Law hits the black heart in the center: the speed varies egregiously and groovy as hell measures strike mercilessly to dislocate all of your neck vertebrae. HATE get into gear at best, the group unreels threatening, atmospheric sound carpets and abducts us to the Valley Of Darkness in nightmarish manner. Spherical guitar tones set an interesting counterpoint, ere the furious closing part is definitely made to raise the fists to the sky in enthusiasm – yeah, that’s the way it has to be! Eerily creping, slightly dissonant sounds touch the dark soul of the listener during the title track and pave the way for the collage The Omnipresence to catch some breath. Rise Omega The Consequence! is presented in high speed, until a filigree acoustic guitar concludes this track surprisingly. An unloading instrumental sequence opens up the piece Dawn Of War, which is dominated by blasts and double bass, augmenting to manic franticness in further course, while weird guitar techniques in the background let me listen up. In the end, the apocalyptic and billowing Black Aura Debris stays unspectacular and dispensable in my opinion.

Well, after some teething troubles, a strong middle part puts me into good humor, but this time HATE cannot manage to enthuse continuously; I would appreciate that the band takes some risks to get off the dead-end-road called stagnancy.