Synth bellows like a death rattle. Pulses and mysterious voices linger, picking out a spectral rhythm. Strings drive, drum pummels as haunted voices beckon. Brass and drum, like a dark army heralded by choral voices, peak then fade.
Synth bellows like a death rattle. Pulses and mysterious voices linger, picking out a spectral rhythm. Strings drive, drum pummels as haunted voices beckon. Brass and drum, like a dark army heralded by choral voices, peak then fade.3:06