I also have to thank Ippocalyptica for buying this, I would likely have missed out on it otherwise. Misotheist is monstrous. For the Glory of Your Redeemer, and Acts of the Flesh in particular, is a lesson in dissonant melancholy and much more. Not only is it indeed muscular (also thanks to an excellent production job); it feels like walking through an ever-changing labyrinth with countless and unexpected, yet logical and unenforced spurs and twists. A glorious redemption from reality.
Favorite track: Acts of the Flesh.