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
Le Fils Des Faux. Il Fallait Que Je Parte Pour Que Tu Viennes.
Roads
Het dorp
De Toorn (Talisman)
De Dood In Bloei
Day Is Done
Song To The Siren
Dance Of The Dead
Spijt
Kathleen
Hibernate
Silent Pause
Boden
Ogentroost
.Am Kreuz.
Voor Immer
Discrimen
.Am Kreuz.