Crying of Evil

Violet and tuberose open with a sharp, almost metallic floral edge, caught between sweetness and something austere—red berries and spice cutting through like blood and pepper on skin. The Crying of Evil settles into leather and rose, grounding the florals with an earthy, worn suede warmth while sandalwood adds a creamy, almost buttery counterpoint. Below, amber and olibanum swell into something resinous and ceremonial, patchouli darkening the base into soil and incense, musk pulling everything close until only warm leather and dry, smoky amber remain.