All eyes on me, it's why we never speak
For now we'll just sit, locked and dilated
I feel buried or maybe I'm just alone
So cover me in black
It's for history
So retire the ships, the final voyage was his
closure
Transistions from Persona to Object
Ebb
The End Of An Anchor
Closure
John Woo
Hives
Rock Lobster
Mondrian Was A Liar
Framce
O Fortuna
Oma
John Woo
Stupid Me
Oma
Hives
The End Of An Anchor
Japam
Inch By Inch
We Are The Romans