DAY NINETY-FOUR

Final part of the deadly sins project. Ira, meaning Anger.

Starts off gentle but with a vague undercurrent of dread, then something happens, which causes a bubbling, rising synth drone seething with anger.

I was chatting to a friend about when I got burgled and how I was enraged, apoplectic, murderous. The memory brought it back.

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