A characteristic, lo-fi intro crashes into orchestrated riffage, complete with string backing for an epic style verse. Subsequently Abe Cunningham's battering snare beats signal the most hectic Deftones chorus heard for quite sometime. Chino wails away throughout as only he can, in places screaming so violently, you would think his own mother had just died. Lest we forget, this is a man with enough brutality in his voice to send every 'we-are-oh-so-emotionally-intense' emo band straight back to school.

In-house squabbling aside, Deftones are an astounding band who who continue to refine their sound, blending in an incomprehensible range of influences, to form their unique and much emulated brand of modern (but not nu-!) metal.