Doom is one of my favourite games. I’ve played pretty much every console port of id’s genre-defining first person shooter and have poured uncountable hours into wandering the dank, deserted halls of the UAC’s military outposts, discovering the secrets of the mining operation on Mars and traversing the bowels of Hell itself. All the while, deftly dispatching any number of demonic beasts with my trusty shotgun while behind me a woven tapestry of bio-mechanical, unholy imagery and kick-ass heavy metal guitar solos played out like some kind of angelic horn.