The Loneliness Perfume Oil

The applause fades, the lights dim, the air chills in the darkness, and the hunger remains. No indulgence can drown it, no ecstacy can silence it: icy claws digging desolation into your heart as agonizingly familiar voices whisper every old cruelty into your ears. Immortal emptiness, endless starless nights: black leather, clove smoke, crimson amber, black patchouli, and the last curl of extinguished incense.