If you are in the mood for some serious Speed Metal Satanic mayhem and alcoholic madness, then drink from the virgin blood covenant of Germany's INTOXICATED. Gobble their cock and bull story, and sip from the goblet of Hardcore. In your face, and come what may, this rude crew are as misogynistic as DEMONIAC or THE MENTORS, as sordid and dirty as those Swedish kings of the sidewalk - GEHENNA, and as retro as CRANIUM. In fact, these sodomites blaspheme more than BEWITCHED and INFERNO.

Hells Headbangers are known for releasing some unique underground Thrash acts, so lock up your daughters because like their fellow slutty country kin BLIZZARD, or THE EXALTED PILE DRIVER these fornicators will fuck you up, with their "Rock 'N Roll Hellpatrol". Crawling out of their infested roach motel, spilling the tankards full of beer, these doomsday rocker 'n rollers mean business, and the business of worshiping sex and Satan is good for them.

Like an old record riddled with scratches, so begins "Sex Drinks Satan", the unholy trinity of lust for which these filth hounds crave. In fact these rats of rancid decay exploit and employ the same exact accursed Vincent Price intro which has been re-purposed from THEATER OF TRAGEDY's "Velvet Darkness They Fear". I just wish I knew from which damn movie it originally was sampled.

Damn, if these sick fucks do not channel every Death / Thrash or Punk core code in the book. I hear samples from ENGLISH DOGS, BULLDOZER, AT WAR, TANKARD, DEATHROW, and obviously VENOM and MOTORHEAD whom they cover on the last cut. Fans of AXECUTER, M-PIRE OF EVIL, METAL INQUISITOR, TERRORWHEEEL, CHROME DIVISION, etc. will surely find some level of disgust to entertain them.

These mad fucks refuse to suffer for love, and prefer the personal five finger flesh punch, as their death crunch becomes the sybaritic choice. For with their sonic habituation and crass ejaculations, they have taken the matter firmly in hand. Just accept that they take it to the limit by shattering the veneer of good taste with their overkill of inebriated drunken wisdom, and the unrealistic overuse of the umlaut.

Löuie wants to be Lemmy and this ill douche articulates with the grit and gruff of a desperado. El Ranchö rips off every riff ever, with no shame, and only a desire to shred badly. Ac decides to drum with a wild, frantic, bulldozing bite. Obviously, these slobs just want to have a good time, by breaking things, and destroying every disco in their warpath. If you want to thrash hard, and you can tolerate the OTT iterant titillation, then dive in and drink up, or remain stone cold sober! For when you hang with the members of INTOXICATED the rape chase is always better than the catch 22.