Holy Toledo. I never thought I would EVER hear such horrible vocals in all my born days. Take the worst qualities (if indeed you can call them qualities) of metal voices such as Chronos, Dani Filth, Tom Araya, and Bruce Dickinson, shake them up in a bag, and what do you get? Jonathan Hunt. Fingernails scraping down a blackboard have nothing on his terrible, terrible style. His voice is raspy beyond belief, but that would be okay if he had any sort of timbre at all. He has NONE. Let me repeat that. He has NONE. What he has is a roaring whisper for a voice, which sounds suspiciously like an adolescent trying to imitate Rob Zombie.The only thing that saves this album from completely fumbling the ball is that the musicianship is pretty good. These guys show promise. It just remains to be seen whether or not Jonathan Hunt will continue to hold them down.