You Won't Know why this album is so great until you listen to it. It'll feel like getting shot by a pair of Archers, getting arrested by Jesus Christ in a Limousine, and being told that you are Not The Sun, all while wearing Handcuffs. You will feel your Vices catching up to you, bracing you to be soaked in Gasoline for what You Stole. You will hear The Quiet Things That No One Ever Knows, and will understand that you are a Failure By Design, and shall experience a Sudden Death In Carolina, whilst simultaneously being Welcome To Bangkok. The Millstone Magazines will ensure your suffering to be Secondary to none, and you feel the pain of The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot and Bought A Bride In A Jar, but unfortunately Can't Get It Out. Noro, Tautou, Guernica, Degausser, Luca, and Mene will show you true pain with their Battalions of Waste. You will be Out Of Mana, and you will know you Could Never Be Heaven. It's a pretty good album.