🩸THE WOUND IS PERMANENT. AND YOU WILL HEAR IT ALL.
You have clicked the door open. Now, you stand on the threshold of the wreckage. We are Knife in the Dark, and our music is not designed for your comfort. It is not here to solve your problems, or to offer a soft melody for your gentle fears.
Our music is the sound of an honest, necessary catastrophe. It is the audio blueprint of a curse shared between two souls—Rotten (The Hilt) and Dahlia (The Blade)—whose love is the engine of their own self-destruction.
WHAT YOU ARE LISTENING TO:
- THE METAL: This is not manufactured aggression. It is the pure, cold sound of Rotten’s will, the unyielding, architectural force that gives the Dagger its structure. His guitar is the cold steel you grasp before the strike: powerful, calculated, and utterly without remorse. It drives the blade.
- THE SCAR: This is the voice of Dahlia. It is not a beautiful sound; it is a brutal, soaring confession. Her lyrics are not poetry; they are torn pages from a private, bloody diary. She is the Blade, the bleeding edge that cuts through the lies. When she sings, you are hearing the sound of a wound being forced open.
- THE CURSE: Our songs exist in the toxic space between them—the addiction, the adoration, the infidelity, the betrayal, and the cold, magnificent ambition that makes them turn their pain into a marketable spectacle. Every bass line, every crashing drum beat, every layered vocal echo from Jon (The Chronicler) is a conspirator in their ruin.
We don’t write songs about healing. We write songs about bleeding.
YOUR ROLE, WITNESS:
If you are here, you are not a fan. You are a Witness. You are invited not to observe, but to participate in the spectacle of two people sacrificing themselves for a legacy forged in fire.
Listen closely. The Dagger does not forget. And now that you have heard its sound, it will not forget you, either.
WELCOME TO THE SYMPHONY OF RUIN.