Why should you spend money on a new Cannibal Corpse album, 11 studio full-lengths into their reign as the kings of classic Florida-style death metal? You know the song titles are gonna be awesome ("Beheading and Burning," "Skewered From Ear to Eye," "Evidence in the Furnace"), you know the drumming will be relentless and the guitars downtuned and excoriating, and George "Corpsegrinder" Fisher will be roaring and shrieking atop it all. But do you really need a fresh dose? Yeah, you do. The members of Cannibal Corpse are impeccable craftsmen, writing structurally perfect death-metal songs like Shakers making austere, beautiful wooden furniture. "Scalding Hail" is a relentless 1:46 of headbanging madness; "A Cauldron of Hate" churns like a cement mixer; the guitars on "Carnivorous Swarm" buzz like the insects the lyrics describe; and the title track is almost … catchy. Cannibal Corpse are the masters of their chosen idiom. Bow down.