Holy Blood is a descent of the divine into the very jaws of evil. It is a dance of surreal imagery, hungry devils, and human masks. In these thirteen stories, songs are dire prophecies, gods fall from the sky, humans hunt demons and hide demons behind masks. Sacred images embody hell, the ancient green fire tempts the unwary, and vengeance paints, with the poison of its forked tongue, the landscape of madness. This world is a madhouse that guards the garden of forbidden delights, paying in return with the blood of saints.
