A leathery, powdery, musky, semi-animalic sensual labyrinth that envelopes the gulf between the persona and the naked self. Unmasked beauty!

A polarizing nuclear explosion of leather and incense against a metallic aldehydic backdrop. Only recommended for post-apocalyptic stalkers.

A triad of grey amber, incense and myrrh in an ascetic procession of timeless temptations. Highly recommended!

What truth holds the memory of a last kiss, of your lips fading - softly - close to mine, enveloped by arpeggiating autumn rain?

T-Rex:"I am death, the destroyer of worlds. But don't worry - smile, we have some flowers to the burials."
Asteroid:"Someone hold my beer".