Mostly bereft of the visceral power of black metal, Oneiromantical War operates on psychic levels instead. A Pitchfork interview from earlier this year revealed that Wrnlrd intended the first half of the album to represent a five-stage process of oneiromancy (predicting the future through dreams) applied to combat. Starting with the whooshing winds of "Nighthole," moving on to the throttled thud of "Silent Command" and ending with "Haxanic Stairway"'s tangle of sound samples, choked ambience and acoustic guitar tumbleweeds, the five-song sequence sure sounds like a complete, full-circle cranial excavation.
The final track "War," then, is the post-excavation readout -- a Frankenstein suturing of all the sizzling mid-range and industrial ambience of the rest of Oneiromantical War. Wrnlrd's woozy chanting and acoustic brambles abut some nasty black metal sections, blanched out by Wrnlrd's fidelity-free sunsplat recording. The whole thing has the flavor of suspended horrors and half-forgotten nightmares. Thankfully not yours.