notes wrap around my heart like a noose suffocating but sweet. the strings cut beneath flesh the vibrato pouring into my veins.
melancholy surrounds me still a phantom ravaging my skin. But I can only submit, there is no resistance the melody has seduced me * in flesh it has craved its name this monster that spills from the beautiful depths of music's darkest abyss .
* in this hell there is only one sound -- that of a violin and the ghosts of war.
inspired by the Carach Angren masterpiece "The Funerary Dirge of a Violinist"