Stephane Humbert Lucas Mortal Skin

Act I
The perfume, languid and colourful, hypnotises me. I am facing two
eyes that desire me.
Leafy coolness, fruits, magic of the encounter. The seduction
complies.
Act II
The perfume rises up and paralyses me. The fangs ooze, wanting
to sink into me. Throbbing heat mixed with blue cold, I think I am
bitten. Sandalwood, tequila, intoxication.
Act III
Bestiality, brutality, journey. The perfume smells of hot ash.
Life slips away. It now knows that all is beautiful.
 
Top Notes: Blackberry - Saffron - Cardamom
Heart Notes: Opoponax - Iris
Base Notes: Musk - Amber gris - Sandalwood