My ignorance cast in the mold of all things absolute
I sustain forever my gaze. A stare fixed on the distant oblivion
Resting in the inverted state of being dead, non-sensory matter
As all the earth, the wind, the fire, the sea behold and learn to pity me
BLEED
Spasm
Bleed
Kaleidoscope
Marrow
Clockworks
New Millenium Cyanide Christ
Greed
Swarm
The Mouth Licking What You've Bled
Spasm
Ligature Marks
In Death - Is Death
Stengah
Sublevels
Dancers To a Discordant System
Concatenation
Behind The Sun
Straws Pulled At Random
Rational Gaze