It's left to parch...a thirsting man pleads,
(As promises of rain disappear)
His desiccated skin withers...
Your life means nothing to me...
Enigma
Doubt
Thorns
Insects
Want
Burning
Enigma
The Swarming of the Locusts
Thorns
Fragments
Denial
The Corpse In The Forest
End Time
Thorns
Insects
Winter Lights
Burning
Thorns
Her Demons
Leaving Watership Down