i am cutting of my fingers one by one
needle and tread (a ten bead necklace for you)
you are smiling
for the first and the last time
now my body still bleeds invisible
chains encircle my broken wrists
but we can get out of them now
Hibernate
Aorte. Nous Sommes Du Même Sang
Voor Immer
Hibernate
Ogentroost
.Am Kreuz.
Roads
Wear My Crown
Boden
.Ritual.
De Toorn (Talisman)
De Dood In Bloei
Day Is Done
Spijt
Song To The Siren
Ode To A Broken Doll
Discrimen
The Dying Of Light
De Evenmens
Silent Pause