Now I have a stern belief that something with a "core" label can be done right, but too many groups screw it up because mirroring the flavor of the week seems to be the first thing on the agenda for most; Bloodshot are no exception. The group basically churns out generic death metal ala Torture Killer with breakdowns and the occasional old-school hardcore riff akin to The Great Deceiver or Agnostic Front given light every now and then, but sadly, that's it, and it's as uninteresting as it sounds. All the tracks are highly unmemorable, plus the baneful lack of variety doesn't help paint the picture any brighter. There are twelve songs throughout the album, and not one deviates from the trite textures that define Bloodshot, but you know, why write decent, intelligent music when you can punch imaginary people with THE POWER OF BREAKDOWNS????

I'll say there are some good moments here and there, although it is difficult to shake Bloodshot's dire routine completely. Every now and then, something nameless and magical will happen and this group suddenly flows with unmatched energy; they stop mirroring a good band and morph into one! The driving attitude is what gives "Murder the World" a fighting chance against the odds: In fact, there are numerous instances when "Murder the World" covers itself in neck-bobbing riffs and pretty enjoyable grooves; however, it's the band's other gimmicks that end up driving this record into redundancy and ultimately absolute irritation.