By hook or by crook I’ve turned from love to hide
I'm trying to return to the place before I learned to lie
This fear towers ancient in my blueprints before I could write
To whom it may concern this is what my healing looks like
N.A.V.E
Wing Clipper
Nave
Apple Eaters
Victim Stage Left
Pissing
Hung From A Tree
Dulcinea
Night Spikes
Paramnesia
Life Clipper
Crack an Eye
Bleed, Memory
Chambers
Pneuma Enthusiastikon
Grave Dirt
King of the Lepers
Tympanum
Gorelord
To Whom It May Concern