ABOUT THE TRACK

You're walking down a dark alley, alone. You can hear footsteps behind you, but when you turn around, there's nothing there. You keep walking. The footsteps get louder and louder, but still there's nothing there. And then… There is something there: a man who looks like he's been dead for at least 200 years. He has no pulse and his skin is so white it almost glows in the darkness of the alleyway. He's wearing a black hoodie, and his eyes are as black as coal. He smiles at you—and then he opens his mouth to reveal razor-sharp teeth.