
Saturated in 1970s analog fuzz and Hammer Horror aesthetics. A ritualistic, mid-tempo descent into occult doom that feels like a lost celluloid nightmare.
It's like a 1970s Satanic horror movie soundtracked by the heaviest, fuzziest band on earth.
A thick, ritualistic haze of occult dread and vintage analog warmth.
The vocals lean far further into nasal than the rest of the catalogue.
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