"A Shrine to Madness | Crafted Pour"

"Cocktail #2 in my Halloween/Black Dahlia Murder series. This one's from their 5th album Ritual. This song couldn't be anymore perfect for the Halloween season. I wanted to do a fall take on a classic cocktail. It doesn't get anymore autumn than pumpkin, pear, maple and baking spices 🎵 Let us go out this evening for pleasure for the night is still young!" Let us dance skeletally, The chill of the autumn is stirring in me. Let us rape, let us murder, A night to sate thine perverted desires, A night on which to watch them die, To see the life whisked from the inside. A night so black as Satan's hide, When we ghouls do come alive, When the masks of mockery shall disguise our wicked eyes. To the death of all, Celebrate the empty breath of fall. The 31st twill not go silent so long as evil doth dwell in man. Devils night t'was a scorcher, But on this eve we bring hell 🎵 ", "undefined", "A Shrine to Madness ",

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A Shrine to Madness By , May 8, 2009 Cocktail #2 in my Halloween/Black Dahlia Murder series. This one's from their 5th album Ritual. This song couldn't be anymore perfect for the Halloween season. I wanted to do a fall take on a classic cocktail. It doesn't get anymore autumn than pumpkin, pear, maple and baking spices

🎵  Let us go out this evening for pleasure for the night is still young! Cocktail #2 in my Halloween/Black Dahlia Murder series. This one's from their 5th album Ritual. This song couldn't be anymore perfect for the Halloween season. I wanted to do a fall take on a classic cocktail. It doesn't get anymore autumn than pumpkin, pear, maple and baking spices 🎵 Let us go out this evening for pleasure for the night is still young!" Let us dance skeletally, The chill of the autumn is stirring in me. Let us rape, let us murder, A night to sate thine perverted desires, A night on which to watch them die, To see the life whisked from the inside. A night so black as Satan's hide, When we ghouls do come alive, When the masks of mockery shall disguise our wicked eyes. To the death of all, Celebrate the empty breath of fall. The 31st twill not go silent so long as evil doth dwell in man. Devils night t'was a scorcher, But on this eve we bring hell 🎵 Ingredients: - Cask Strength Rye Whiskey - Pear Brandy Instructions: Rim a rocks glass with maple sugar. Stir everything except the Islay whiskey with ice and strain into glass over one large ice cube. A couple sprays of Islay whiskey on top Spirit Forward,Seasonal,Themed,Boozy,Fall,Autumn,Old Fashioned,Stirred,Signatures,Halloween