Strong compositions abound with an undeniably creepy atmosphere, that at times is almost laughably over the top. Here, allow for me to paint you a visual picture through my words.
Imagine you are strolling through a very ominously lit hallway, bulbs flickering away while the sounds of distant water pattering echoes the halls. This particular hallway belongs to an abandoned daycare for mentally challenged children. As you pass by each each doorway and gaze into the empty rooms flashes of distorted imagery invade your mind...until. Until you walk by one doorway that isn't unoccupied, you shake your head, hoping your imagination is once again playing tricks on you...but the young girl sitting in the chair ever remains. In her lap lay a dilapidated music box. She looks up at you and slowly begins to wind the rusty crank...
For this particular tale, we will say the song that played from the little girls music box was Peacock The Heretic. I suppose what I am trying to get at is this; shit is some ominous sounding music, that is entirely instrumental yet still seeming to tell a story. A very eerie story.
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