Recall the words, the deed and all that's gone.
For now my trembling soul it needs some good haunt.
Bygone times a stupid sin what have I done wrong,
a sealed bit of memory.
That's evil in,
my head, it blooms.
As a rose,
so red and vain,
that it's near lovely.
This ghost,
it will never go away.
A tedious strain,
of love and bitter hate.
William Ryan Fritch's enthralling, doomy new CD comes housed in a gorgeous, panoramic gatefold sleeve with bewitching original artwork. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2016
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