36. Primordial - "How It Ends"

This is stadium-level extreme metal. A massive booming record that revels in its bombastic rallying cries. The riffs are colossal and carve great swaths out of the scenery. 

Alan Averill (Nemtheanga to his nan) is a chest-beating rabble-rouser of a frontman. His delivery starts at eleven and just accelerates. His passionately raspy vocals utterly make this album, they have a depraved operatic feel to them. As if the vocal cords of a tenor were dipped into caustic acid. A splendidly overt album that doesn’t do anything by halves.