(bigroom Techno): Dark Monks - Insane

In the center of the hall stood the , a monolith of obsidian and circuitry.

Deep beneath the jagged peaks of an unnamed mountain range, the order of the gathered. They didn't wear cloth; they wore heavy, oil-slicked robes made of woven industrial carbon. Their faces were hidden behind chrome-plated visors that pulsed with a steady, rhythmic violet light. Dark Monks - Insane (BigRoom Techno)

"Initiate the sequence," the High Cantor whispered, his voice a mechanical rasp. In the center of the hall stood the

The cathedral wasn’t built for prayer; it was built for the . they wore heavy