we plod our way.
through the ashes and the dust.
left of our plans. of all things we've shared.
today buries tomorrow. but no stone is raised.
killed in cold blood.
at the onset of night. today buries tomorrow
Lookalike
The Black Box
Sometimes...
A New Hope
White As Snow
The Invitation
Ahabian
In Cold Blood
Off The Ground
The Raging Sun
A New Hope
Thin Lines
Thin Lines
The Invitation
the black box
Weather Island
All The Trees
End Cycle
Ghosts
Destiny Manifesto