Crush the dried petals
of the rose
that bore light
Brandishing talons
at the sun
Yawning and empty
the patals wither
Only grayed stem remains
Revive the silence
that the stars will again shine
Weep not for chalice
And not for lurking inspiration
But for relieft from grace
Finally within grasp
Constellation
In Your Eyes
What Fresh Hell
Sanctuary
Made As The Stale Wine Of Wrath
Merging With Sword, Onto Them
Paying The Toll
The Calling
In Your Eyes
Beast Of Burden
Vexed And Vomit Hexed
Salvation
Nothing Changes
Leviathan
Disenchanted Dreams (Of Conformity)
Chug Jug With You
The Falling Snow
Blue Screen Of Death - THC EMP: Part I
Release Of Tears
Salvation
Scenic Solitude And Leprosy