The woeful silence and wind's reflection
Of your body's pale ode, an icy fortress of blood and ages
Sky fire above, ice below the hearth
Fall away from me to that citadel at the end of time
Where death sleeps and dreams of your buried pain
There has never been a silence like this before
There will never be an ode like this again
Vales Beyond Dimension
The Wilderness
And The Great Cold Death Of The Earth
Sowilo Rune
A Desolation Song
Dark Matter Gods
Celestial Effigy
Ghosts Of The Midwinter Fires
Dead Winter Days
Limbs
Birth and Death of the Pillars of Creation
The Astral Dialogue
Our Fortress Is Burning... II - Bloodbirds
A Poem By Yeats
Foliorum Viridum
Bloodbirds
Where The Shade Once Was
This Old Cabin
(serpens caput)
The Wilderness