The tracks are built around muffled chanted monk like vocals and dammed mournful vocalising, undistorted yet discordant guitar hover and shimmers, tons of reverb and echo, grim pickings of lute & organ bleak hazes. All of which is hazed and smeared together into a slow moving dreamy grim sonic soup. The album certainly sets a very distinct feeling of dammed or ruined religious devotion and decaying or crumbling churches/Monasteries that drags the listener deep into its barren belly. The problem is it pretty much stays at the same pace and sound through-out, unlike the Emit stuff which often devilishly shifted pace and tone.

All told an interesting grim open shot from Hammemit that conjures up a very deep and dammed religious/ Mediaeval air- it just over it’s length  it’s a bit too samey and unchanging for it’s own good.