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
Sowilo Rune
The Wilderness
Vales Beyond Dimension
And The Great Cold Death Of The Earth
Celestial Effigy
A Desolation Song
Dark Matter Gods
Dead Winter Days
Ghosts Of The Midwinter Fires
Birth and Death of the Pillars of Creation
The Astral Dialogue
Limbs
Our Fortress Is Burning... II - Bloodbirds
She Painted Fire Across the Skyline - Part 3
A Poem By Yeats
Isle Of Summer
The Wilderness
In The Shadow Of Our Pale Companion
Faustian Echoes
Where The Shade Once Was