Last serenades
Her skies they bruise like Nordic women
Deep crimson stains
That Death would claim
His robes of office swim in
As would I
For his dark eye
Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe
On charred remains
With shared disdain
For those I chose to mortify...
Exit
Sacrifice
Exit
Obfuscated in Oblivion
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Nocturnal Poisoning
Six
Pyramid of Skulls
As Fire Scourged the Heavens
Beauty is Only Razor Deep
Paradise
Untitled
Legion of Sin and Necromancy
Unfailing Fall into Naught
Dirge Forsaken
Suicide in Dark Serenity
Apparitional Void of Failure
Transcending
Intro
Inner Sanctum Surveillance