
Five tracks of skeletal neofolk and industrial hiss. A ghostly, lo-fi reimagining of Rudimentary Peni songs that feels like a séance in a basement.
It's like listening to a ghost sing punk songs in a haunted cathedral.
A profound, ghostly stillness punctuated by moments of industrial unease.
The writing leans notably further into death mortality than the rest of the catalogue.
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