Icy low-fi black metal with a trancelike sepulchral pace driven by guitar and dungeon synth. Here in the crypt it’s always night, and so cold as to steal our breath away if we had any. Bony fingers caress rotting tresses, remembering beauty long since decayed. Now all we long for is warm blood dripping down the altar to slake our unquenchable thirst, and all life to be driven down into this bottomless void we inhabit. We hunger for you with fathomless hatred. No mercy!