London's noodle-metal nerds get a new singer on their fifth album, but their modus operandi remains: theoretically fantastical, interminably double-kick-drummed song approximations as vehicles to carry gratuitous video-game-joysticked guitar wank. "Wings of Liberty" advances from Queen balladry toward Maiden declamation; "Last Man Stands" is apocalypse-predicting '80s-style Euro-schmaltz. And when the bombast turns Celtic-jiggy in parts of "Cry Thunder" and goes on Viking attack in "Die by the Sword" -- which may have some "Puff the Magic Dragon" in the middle -- rhythm and tune pick up a bit.