This was one of two specific CDs I always played while driving into the mountains very late at night (to drink, oh and the other disc was Voice Of Eye's "Vespers"). Erroneously cited as sampling actual insects, digital wing flutters and macromolecular roars are pulped and sifted into a darktronic symphony of breathtaking majesty (it's still revered as Gerard's best work). It's too easy for me to say "this shit's cray like smokin' PCP in the butterfly tent at the zoo"...which it is...but I don't think it's intentionally engineering fear. Gerard seems to be hailing the insects, hacking their little souls to see how their view of this dimension ticks. So while the tracks can be "creepy", they have an alien disconnect to them...like they were crafted for arthropod ears and not human ones. Whatever the species, this release is flawless!