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
Thorns
Doubt
Want
Enigma
Fragments
Insects
Burning
Thorns
Denial
Thorns
Insects
End Time
In Absentia
End Time
Cleansed
Fragments
Winter Lights
Thorns
Absolve Me