If we were meant to be
Then I was meant to suffer
But on my darkest nights I trace my path in dreams
Along this lonely thread that only leads to her
This invisible thread that only leads to her
BLOSSOM
BLOSSOM
To Dust
To Dust
Plague Father; Vermin Son
Blossom
Plague Father; Vermin Son
Painting Myself a Darker Day
Painting Myself a Darker Day
Cowardice
The Distance Grows Fonder
Modern Grotesque
Modern Grotesque
Closed Doors
Consistency
The Invisible Thread
Bury Me
The Distance Grows Fonder
Bury Me
The Invisible Thread