It is a fire that burns cold, Reaching into the soul With claws that scrape and scar, As a harmony of pleasure and pain, Abets one to begin again. With sorrow Comes beauty, Mixing as does the sun at the end, Whose blood curdles amidst the night; As purple and blue reunite. A… Continue reading The Gothic Embrace
A maladie brought us together, Apparently, For a joke now keeps up apart; And it seems that only the universe laughs.
Red velvet Midsummer nights Your body, and my own. Lips are real When form is not; The weight of a soul, with pleasure I drown. Memories of things greater Rival Ivy in green, As you poison my heart, my voice taken. The moment, condensed, To ambrosia; an opus, Where one final breath… Continue reading In Secret Love
Beauty is typically considered a visual thing, for it lies in eyes of the beholder. I would, however, dispute this; and I would do it with Agalloch. This is a band that I cannot remember how I discovered their work, yet I know it has been a cornerstone of my audio pleasure for a long… Continue reading Album Review: Agalloch – The White
It's always interesting to see what others thought of something, when it comes to doing a review, and comparing that to your own perspective. For Evermore Darkly, I really had to think hard about it's criticisms and how I myself felt. "Almost a year since Darkly, Darkly, Venus Aversa, and the filthy Englishmen are back… Continue reading Album Review: Evermore Darkly…