GALLOWS' EVE - 13 Thorns
Goth drama par excellence.
“Howls on the wind this winters night
A cold silver blade coming out of the light
Not even my shadow stand behind me
I hear you call, you call my name
From the grave….”
Yes, they’re dramatic, in a good way. Dense, swirling guitar, pummelling rhythms, cool icy synth and an enormous vocal presence. “When the stars are right, dig up my bones.” So they open the …
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