Neath whose rays we lay together
And those bright nights on glassy waves
When we would glide lightly away
From the grain
For wicked flights of pleasure
Those visions fade
Like ghosts to life's parade
Though incisions once made her so vivid
A scarlet whore
With both heels in the door
Of a heaven severed from me, insipid!
Exit
Sacrifice
Sigils Made of Flesh and Trees
Pyramid of Skulls
Exit
Apparitional Void of Failure
Horizon Of Plastic Caskets
Obfuscated in Oblivion
Inner Sanctum Surveillance
Untitled
Damage Your Soul
Unblessed Be
Reflecting hateful energy
Untitled II
Nocturnal Poisoning
The Light of Those Who Failed
May Your Void Become As Deep As My Hate
Untitled
Xastur Within
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