Hear Lussuria's Terrifying Dark-Ambient Song Featuring Human Femur Flute, Iron Lung | Revolver

Hear Lussuria's Terrifying Dark-Ambient Song Featuring Human Femur Flute, Iron Lung

"The Fear in Letting Go" appears on haunting 'Three Knocks' album for Hospital Productions
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Jim Mroz has been straddling the worlds of noise and black metal for close to two decades in various incarnations. His most prevalent project as of late is the much revered Lussuria, in which he explores the dark corners of ambient noise. Today (May 28th), he unveils the terrifying new track "The Fear in Letting Go," which you can hear below.

Culled from his forthcoming effort Three Knocks — due via the venerable Hospital Productions on May 31st — the track begins with the sounds of a flute made from a human femur, and an iron lung, which creates a distant crackling over a swelling drone that grows ever louder, building in tension and anxiety as the ambient cut unfolds.

Morbid instruments aside, the song is exceedingly unsettling and would make an ideal soundtrack to a horror film — which makes sense as Three Knocks was inspired by the real-life terror that Mroz's grandmother's experienced as she endured a near-death illness.

"My grandmother returned from the hospital the other day," Mroz wrote in a statement. "What started as an allergic reaction escalated to something unexplainable. By the time she had arrived to the ER, the reaction had spread rapidly and treatments were not reducing the swelling. Doctors were having trouble determining the cause and she was put in a medically induced coma, administering a breathing tube. Twenty-four hours later, the swelling did not go down. Some signs of progress were starting to show two days later, and doctors were considering bringing her out of the coma the next morning.

When she finally came to, the mixture of Propofol and other drugs had left her in an incoherent state. Communication was cryptic and bizarre in her calm states. When awake up, she was abusive and antagonistic. Untrusting of the hospital staff, she frequently lashed out at them. Cursing at nurses, lunging at doctors. She starting verbally ridiculing my brother, while asking for morphine from another. During my visits to her, she begged me to help her escape out of the hospital since the nurses were really devils. As the days went on, she was still refusing to eat or drink anything from the hospital since she was convinced everything there was tampered with. It got to where I had to sneak in soup from the neighboring Chinese restaurant in order for her to eat. During one of these meals, she confided to me that she was visited by angels in a dream with a message that disaster was imminent. I was instructed to contact the rest of the family and have them pray for safety.

On her final day in the hospital, she was back to her normal self. She remembered very little of the initial days in the hospital. She recollected to me on her moments working all alone in her office just before the incident had occurred. There were three solid knocks on the door to her office. Slow and heavy, but not to the point of being a pound. When she had answered the door, no one was there to greet her. Curious about these omens, she began to research the meaning behind the sequence. She discovered that these knocks were meant to be fatal and a mockery of the Holy Trinity. One knock for each crucifixion."