Strap in for a long night with the Seven Whores of the Apocalypse as they guide you through the abandoned padded cells of Magisterium: a cage of bone-rattling beats wraps its claws around a rubbery analog bass and hushed vocals; a bewildering array of vintage synth arpeggios punctuate the atmosphere before the whole sacramental affair is

Strap in for a long night with the Seven Whores of the Apocalypse as they guide you through the abandoned padded cells of Magisterium: a cage of bone-rattling beats wraps its claws around a rubbery analog bass and hushed vocals; a bewildering array of vintage synth arpeggios punctuate the atmosphere before the whole sacramental affair is catapulted to an 80s Berlin disco, where the area clergy finally break down and try on a pair of knee-highs spiked heels just to see what all the fuss is about. Includes a throbbing tech-house dub mix.