skinhead style "a lunar eclipse casts a melancholy glow over a forgotten oceanic abyss, where a tormented mermaid, her iridescent scales dulled by a thick layer of grime, clutches the decaying remains of a mechanical octopus arm as if it were a lifeline. gnarled trees, their bark etched with tears of forgotten knowledge, seem to weep towards the sky like sorrowful sentinels, while a crimson thread of remembrance flows like a river of sorrow through the twisted metal and rusting propellers that litter the dark, foreboding depths. the eerie halo of bioluminescent fungi casts an otherworldly glow on the walls of the abyss, as a 45 year old woman's ghostly form rises from the darkness, her eyes fixed longingly towards the moon." . working class ethos, shaved heads, combat boots, ska music