Before the distant laughter rings hollow in the head
A bullet sunk into the flesh
And the sixth foot is the easiest.
So repent, you sinner!
The stillborn will bear our sorrow.
Enigma
Insects
Thorns
Doubt
Want
Burning
Thorns
Fragments
Enigma
The Swarming of the Locusts
The Corpse In The Forest
Denial
Thorns
Black Swan Events
In The Falling Snow
Fragments
In Absentia
End Time
Dreamscapes
The Tragedie Of Macbeth: Actus Quintus, Scena Quinta