It's warm in here.
I see you.
Some over here.
And run me through.
You're so near,
But so long.
I won't fear
When you're gone.
You are too real.
Won't you stay.
I can almost feel.
Your sharpened blade
Coming Home
RUBICON
The Frost
Not Naming Any Names
Oblivion
Bond
Drain
Coming Home
The Final Thing On My Mind
Simple As That
The Bitter Pill
Sunday November 10th 14:20
Wait
Little Man
Last Man Standing
Breathe
Prey For Me
Demons
Take Me With You
The Frost