Revel in its driving pulse and its suicidal choruses; Rope Sect feeds upon your lifeforce. Hum along, nod in time, elated for the eschaton. Personae Ingratae is Rope Sect’s debut statement. Six tracks of sustained diminuendo. Something like gothic post-punk; something like erotic schadenfreude. Angular, inward, self-mutilating . . . this is Rope Sect’s sardonic petition for a final curtain call. Personae Ingratae is a dark and lonely heaven.