And as one could probably piece together from the group's bizarre antics, Johann Wolfgang Pozoj doesn't generally sound like a traditional black metal squad. I mean, you got the riffs which usually include the mid-paced chunks and the tremolo picking of basic black metal along with the percussion patterns one could anticipate, but that's hardly the point. The atmosphere the band creates is in a league of its own; sometimes it's created from the chilling guitar or strange samples hovering above the nihilistic deed, but they end up sounding very perplexing and individualistic regardless. The vocals usually stay in harsh territory, but there are increments in which the singer uses a twisted narrative approach that really brings out a new frontier hidden from the listener. Essentially, Johann Wolfgang Pozoj knows just how to tempt and taunt its audience without driving them mad with useless mediocrity, but instead leaving itself open and unpredictable.

The songwriting also transcends beyond the expected norms of black metal, especially throughout the last two anthems ("I Am the Forest," "With Fingers I Slip Down thy Body") which together make up almost half the album. Both tunes are exceptionally remarkable, showcasing the band's ability to craft sensational instrumentation and an ethereal atmosphere through the use of appropriate repetition and ambient-like sections that transfer the group's message perfectly. The final song actually features an excellent folk section that sounds like something Primordial would heave, but alas, it does not feel out of place. The overall realization here is that Johann Wolfgang Pozoj can look like anything or anyone so simply that they're hardly just another black metal band performing just what you'd expect.