I came before
All the waters washing over empty shore
I escaped it all
All the prisoner cells, and still I ask for more
Stones lay cold and sharp
Under my aching bare feet
And so, walking into water
I accept my final defeat
Matches
Too Many Years
I.B. Too
I.B. Too
Circles
Too Many Years
Serenade
Serenade
Weather Changing
Weather Changing
I Came Before the Water (Pt.II)
I Came Before the Water (Pt.II)
Circles
Circles
Libretto Horror
Libretto Horror
Lighthouse
Lighthouse
Harmony
Burn