"A Body Reimagined" approximates getting a buzz-cut from a specter in a dank dungeon, "Liquefying of the Flesh" suggests bathtub foreplay gone wrong - both notable compared to what remains, but at its core, this is just some unexceptional disconcertion. Drone-murmurs are dormant, spoken-word is shrouded, gear-grinds are gritty, mechanisms rumble, bleeps spew, "Closure" ends up extraneous.
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