Nightmares of blood and bone-dusted rituals place us dead center, abloom within a thorn-filled wrought iron garden as […]
morbid carnage
“My orphaned song, what are you now? / The soul of ballads long deceased? / What ghost comes […]
Nightmares of blood and bone-dusted rituals place us dead center, abloom within a thorn-filled wrought iron garden as […]
“My orphaned song, what are you now? / The soul of ballads long deceased? / What ghost comes […]