SUBSONIC SCREAMS: A DUBSTEP DESCENT INTO MADNESS

The bass throbs like a pulse in your chest, driving you downwards into the depths. The broken synths slice through the air, each note a fragment of consciousness shattered. You're consumed in the chaos, your soul vibrating in harmony with the inferno of sound. The flock around you are demented, their faces holloween music contorted in a frenzy.