Dumb band name, perhaps something got lost in the translation. What comes through loud and clear is the music on this apparently self-financed debut, which shows the Brazilian traditional metallers have learned a lot since their ’04 inception. Lots of gritty mid-tempo to upbeat numbers, with plenty of fast widdling guitar breaks. Surprisingly, they sound nothing like Angra (the leading cultural export), adopting a more American style, ala Omen or Metal Church. Carlos Sousa’s raspy voice recalls Evergrey’s Tom Englund, especially on the slower passages. Bells chime in the mid-paced ‘A Thousand Deaths’, while the out-of-place ‘Wasted Bullets’ could be a country ballad, beginning with a gunshot, acoustic guitar and harmonica, only to be joined later by a female scat singer.