Opus Relinque by Tristania
Prudence Kept Her Purity by Enslavement of Beauty
This takes me so far back, to the days of black clothing and metal studs. Enslavement of Beauty in particular reminds me of a boy when he was sweet, before he never became a man. It recalls to me a time when a sweet boy rode a bus with a petulant teenage girl and would make CDs for her and talk to her of music every day till he reached his stop. A sweet boy with eyes the dark green of bell pepper, glossy and filled with youthful passion. Before he became who he became and I became who I became and the world changed and music vanished from the scene.
Dainty Delusive Doll by Enslavement of Beauty