Opus VII Reckless Leather

Leather, Cypriol and the inevitable animality of Costus call to me like irresistible sirens, like echoes of my past, of the past that I flee, of the past that I am; yet still I feel in my heart, the serene and angelic song of Incense and Sandalwood, carried on wings of Muscone. I seem stark mute, inside I prate.

Evoking the conflicts between the past and the future of being, Opus VII brings harmony and recklessness together in a masterful green, animal and woody composition.