We could build a city in a single day,
but in a couple of seconds we would try
to bury our regrets.
They dont make caskets like they used to, with escape buttons.
So grab my chest and slip your fingers
through my ribs, hold on to this blood machine inside
because its all about to end.
The trials!
The trials!
Grow Worms
Grow Worms
Are You Guys Telling Jokes? I Like Jokes!
Are You Guys Telling Jokes? I Like Jokes!
Fill The Void
Fill The Void
Hamlets
Hamlets
Cold Rain
Welcome To Blood Town, Population Buried!
Welcome To Blood Town, Population Buried!
Cold Rain
Who's Got The Golden Ticket Now?
The Hole In The Ship, SOS
The Hole In The Ship, SOS
Who's Got The Golden Ticket Now?
Fill The Void
Tannerisms