The song is a slow crawl toward a fiery exorcism. The song just over 8 minutes in length artfully swerves from chaotic drones to assertive rock sound but has a soft appeal that surfaces in a clear manner even during the energetic sections, which are never too loud. After they finally arrive at a grand crescendo "So come touch me, come feel. I’m real. No, its a lie. I’ll make you cry." Satish Sthapit chants, his voice layered to reach the heavens—the moment seems to fade just as quickly as it arrived. It is an ominous transmission from a band that can summon a storm like few others.