Raise my burnt offerings on asbestos hands.
Trying to save the world, but settling for myself.
Nailed my eyes to the knowledge tree.
I will find the death I desire and deserve.
Had I known I was as good as dead.
I would have never mourned my loss of life.
Layover
Best Day Ever
Layover
I'd Settle For Sleep
The Octopus
Citizen
Glorified Dirt
Citizen
Citizen
The Foolish Fooling The Fool
Capsule Hotel
Mother Night Revisited
Not a Word
Correspondences
A Time For Iron
Not A Word
A Minor Correction
The Octopus
One Constant Volume
Night Soil