This record fucks, no cerebral fortress is impenetrable enough to withstand the sheer magnitude of Gulch's sonic assault. This album sounds like it hates your guts, but we love it to bits. 10/10
New York has always been the product of the best musical filth imaginable, Undeath is no exception. You'll definitely need a chemical shower after listening to this. We wouldn't want it any other way.
Moody, heavy, filthy and introspective, this album has it all. From sludgy crowbar-esque hardcore riffs to filthy death metal slams, Xibalba refuses to fuck around after 13 years of sonic abuse. 10/10