The face of the devil is bald and emaciated
And I'm staring him dead in the eyes when I look into the reflection of the knife
Tendons and ligaments I didn’t even know I had are visible
And when it gets too hot my veins throb with an ache I wish you ached with
I love you, but I will not forgive you
Miasma
That Which Is Safe
That Which Is Safe
Understanding Healing
Understanding Healing
Impulses
I Am Unafraid
We Build Our Castles In the Air
We Build Our Castles In the Air
I Am Unafraid
But a Sound
One Day We Will No Longer Hurt
Insurmountable
Wounded
One Day We Will No Longer Hurt
Road to Himeji
But a Sound
Road to Himeji
Insurmountable
All The Things I Was Too Scared To Say