As I draw in a leaden aura
They gather around me
Hollow shades of absurd
A forlorn cry
Of their suffering nature
Echoes the final scene of my stand
Lead upon me
The ghost will take me
Soon I'll be rewarded
We'll soon be a shade of the one
We are cold leaden aura
If Ever I
Nihil Euphoria
Echoes Of The Fall
Scorched, Wrecked, Torn, Then Crumbled To The Sea
Down The Rivers To Vortex
Leda And The Swan
Snow
We Are Cold
Light Upon Us, Haze Around Us
Before The Light Fades
To The Fairest
Snow
The Weeping Lotus Dance
The Leaden Ghost
For My Beloved
Of Silent Winds That Whistle Death
Water Awakes