An exotic display of passion like none other. The Iris weaves a sound that screams angelically between the tormented and the divine. It's like a puzzle. We neither exemplify nor betray visions of love, lust, or any other act or emotion represented through daily living. We see through the eyes we're given, distorted and beautiful. A quiet spectrum between the sick and lovely, the music itself awaits any and all interpretation, spit, and admiration. Are you satisfied?
