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
Nihil Euphoria
Down The Rivers To Vortex
The Leaden Ghost
Echoes Of The Fall
Snow
If Ever I
Scorched, Wrecked, Torn, Then Crumbled To The Sea
For My Beloved
Of Silent Winds That Whistle Death
Before The Light Fades
To The Fairest
The Weeping Lotus Dance
Light Upon Us, Haze Around Us
Leda And The Swan
Snow
Water Awakes
We Are Cold