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
Want
Enigma
Insects
Burning
Fragments
Thorns
Fragments
Denial
End Time
Absolve Me
Thorns
Winter Lights
Labyrinthine
Thorns
The Swarming of the Locusts
End Time
The Corpse In The Forest