These guys have one ideology attached to their agenda: kill everything. Indeed, that certainly is achieved. The band's riffing style mainly tracks into Morbid Angel-like complexity while obtaining a keen edge of quickness and stability not often discovered within these perimeters; however, everything looks dangerously technical compared to their obvious idols. In case you have not seen Teloitus in a bigger picture, think classic bands like Death or Obituary: old-school, son! Yep, that is how it works. Plus, blastbeats are quite rare, bass is audible, and they solo like a cricket with Restless Leg Syndrome. Also, low, deep growls that avoid those guttural oinks are the only vocal pattern finding safety…ah yes, death metal reigns supreme. Sotajumala certainly knows how these tools operate. Either back off, or get crushed. Truly, it is your call.

Still, there is no room for nonsensical grind influence, and that is a huge charity. Teloitus, as a whole, associates itself towards beating atmospheres while Sotajumala's relentless speed entwines the group towards healthier death metal, unlike those feasting upon blasting or unnecessary idiocy. So in fact, an ambience layers upon these swell barrages, definitely soaked in proper usage of death metal ideology many have indeed forgotten. Again, things continue down this stretch of expected foundations accommodating the velocity Sotajumala presents, which cannot hurt any stint of decency. However, they are not breathtakingly original, but that is the point. Sotajumala is not bent on inheriting similar fame like Morbid Angel or Bolt Thrower, yet the job gets done, and very well I might add.