The dark, imposing figure known as the Impaler surrounds himself with ancient legend, a sweeping cape, and a fishnet-clad harem. It’s an extravagant showcase of gothic decadence – an ineffable hybrid of Barry White’s alluring rap and the disturbing sexiness of Count Dracula himself. Backed by electro-industrial beats, live bass and guitar, the Evil One styles his slow, seductive song. It is pure performance.
