Halls and walls of consequence deem endless,
where hope is the art of lying to yourself.
You're a lost fucking cause in a vicious circle of endless rape.
You've raped yourself in front of the mirrors I held before you
running from a future and leaving a maze of scars.
Exit
Sacrifice
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Pyramid of Skulls
Apparitional Void of Failure
Exit
Horizon Of Plastic Caskets
The Light of Those Who Failed
Telepáticos cujos
Inner Sanctum Surveillance
Untitled
Beauty is Only Razor Deep
Unblessed Be
Reflecting hateful energy
Obfuscated in Oblivion
Intro
Damage Your Soul
Blood From the Roots of the Forest
Possession of Desolate Magick
The eye upon the throne