It's from "My Wall" by Sunn O))) in which one of the lines from the poem says "The hanging God of Gibbet Hill"

Perhaps.

Dark ambience, silence, the greatest sense of unease sonically possible.

The ideal settings for an audience are as much darkness as possible, as much volume as possible and the faint scent of Himalayan inscense drifting through the air. Only hear it, do not listen to it.