British music journalist Nina C. Alice once said of Lemmy Kilmister's Mötorhead lyrics, "Those lyrics are so heavy, you have to weigh 'em." Yeah, it's a little cockney, but we know what she means.
Like Lemmy, Frogberg gets that sometimes stripping down a story into component phrases has the opposite effect of increasing the weight of the subject matter. And that's what he's done here, in a brutally heavy restatement of Wes Siler's adventures in a Soviet-era military factory, now abandoned in Siberia. Someone get out their drop-D-tuned Les Paul and make with the metal.
At what cost?