It really, truly does suck that with the farce that supposedly “underground” metal has become since the days of The MySpace Plague, it has become necessary for many jaded connoisseurs of the art like myself to have to rely on certain record labels to be the saviors and protectors of the art, those who prefer quality over quality and hesitate to just blindly signing anything and everything with a pentagram emblazoned on it unless it actually happens to be something of merit. Invictus Productions is one such label. I have heard the majority of their releases and not one has disappointed me in any way imaginable. Heck, their first ever release was Slaughter Lord’s “Thrash Till Death 86-87” compiling all their legendary demo material. That says plenty enough. Named after a Roman Emperor who attempted to eradicate Christianity from his lands well before they ultimately succumbed to it, Diocletian is pure skullfucking bestial blackdeath played at a whirlwind pace and without even a hint of compromise. Dark and foreboding, this cloaked trio spare nothing in their wrath. With track titles like “Deathstrike Overkill” and “Bullet Vomited” and a composition provided by veteran warmongers Ryan Forster and Pete Helmkamp each, these New Zealanders have a lust for all things that blow up within the scope of megatons. Why the albums even opens up with air raid sirens as a taste of things to come before exploding into some of the most ferocious minimalist audial torture unleashed in a good while! Dare to ride this atomic bomb from ejection all the way until impact?