Nicht lieferbar
"All is dark in cold arms lieGaze to you an empty eyeFingers laced for our descendingBeckon you come share my endingNo, the heat comes not from shame You must, my love, take faith in flames" The graveyard awaits in rising mists while swirling leaves whisper secrets to the dark. Eyes, unblinking, gaze out from under coffin lids, black tongues roving over rotted lips. Something lurks in dusty corners gently rocking and chanting your name, hungrily. Light a candle, clutch your crucifix, and come inside. Meet me in the flames to explore fear in its most fluid form.