Poisonous sandalwood Act I The perfume, languid and colorful, hypnotizes me. I am in front of two eyes that desire me. Leafy freshness, fruit, the magic of encounters. Seduction obeys. Act II The perfume rises and paralyzes me. Fangs ooze, they want to sink into me. Pulsating heat mixed with blue cold, I think I've been bitten. Sandalwood, tequila, intoxication. Act III Bestiality, brutality, travel. The perfume smells like warm ash. Life slips away. Now he knows that everything is beautiful.