From the nethermost necropolis, the hymn begins…

A spectral cabaret of eerie tinkling, witchy cackles, and graveyard chants. This track conjures spirits that rise with laughter, lies, and lyrical incantations in both English and Latin. Effigies burn in viridescent fire, ghosts toast the night, and the axiom of the graveyard wall rings eternal: “Ignis viridis, carpe diem!”

Equal parts haunting and mischievous, it’s a Halloween incantation that swings between playful fright and gothic grandeur. Perfect for those who dance on trembling feet beneath the October moon.

🔮✨ Press play—if you dare—and let the spell take hold.

My Pretty Effigy

Just a wayward paralegal residing in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains, literally in the shadow of Pike’s Peak.

My Pretty Effigy

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