Immortal Skull

Immortal Skull

Immortal Skull is for the Gentlemen.
He’s black-tie finished with a top hat kinda sin.
Find him tucked in the back of a speakeasy.
He’s always fast but never sleazy. 

The Witch’s Cupboard

Musky liquor swims beneath his mouth.
Whiskey tickles your nose, reminding you he’s from the old South.
Full of superstition, he burns of Holy Wood.
He’s gonna melt you with eyes of cedarwood.

Herbs dancing in the background

Crushed butterfly spin in a flask.
Oakmoss soaks up everything that it lacks.
A pinch of patchouli soothes your fear.
Pieces of white willow & oak to hold it all dear.

Immortal Skull comes beautifully spilled into our ½ oz. square glass bottles.