While "Xylin Room" is a tightly-wound forward hurtle, the second track is an exercise in stasis. It opens with a modulated wind noise and an almost half-hearted snare-bass-drum pattern that never seems to find a beat. Nothing holds together for more than a few seconds. Extraneous sounds mingle at random to create brief motives, but there's no overall structure beyond a vague tonality implied by the strings.

"IV VV IV VV VII" reminds me strongly of FSOL's Dead Cities in that it seems to survey some decaying urban landscape where the radio stations are still churning out signals that all blur together at night. There's a sense of detached wide-scale drama, but it's more about foreboding than the actual event.