“Oculus Dreadroot”

Scary” refuses to look away: it drags the listener through crackling static, crimson pupils, and dripping tendrils until comfort is stripped bare. Each track is a question whispered in the dark—what if the thing you dread is already inside the room, inside you? By the final second of silence, the album doesn’t resolve; it reveals: terror isn’t the monster, it’s the mirror. Only after facing that reflection can you choose to close your eyes… or keep them open.