Imagine.
You are a hooded person.
You walk through the forest at night, your path is illuminated by the full moon...
And suddenly you wake up in a bus traveling late at night through the industrial zones to your native ghetto. You're just a 15-year-old schoolboy coming home from work. You live with a sick fat mother in one room. There is no chance to get out of the Eastern European hinterland. You can thump. You can play on a cheap synthesizer. You can peacefully live to death at 35.
Old school, dark, dreary, and yet majestic. The cassette version even gives it that true old school touch. Easily a classical in the DS community. Summit Strongholds is a great, shorter album by Sequestered Keep, and it maintains that sense of "dark sublime" that I really enjoy. Check this album out, you surely won't be disappointed. Wound of Briccius