Slithering in to the deepest recesses of your small existence the ancient dark ones await. Living and breathing in your fear and weak attempts at humility. They shall gather around you, summon forth their insidious horde, lay claim to whatever lowly desire you lust for. You who fell for the King’s Curse, the King’s Karma as scribbled in moments as a witness to this folly. It was Rico James who scored this wretched beast and Subtex who imbedded the essence of its will. Shall you dear listener, become its next prey? 16 songs that descend in or out of madness.