Hands fail. Hearts fail.
As babies born, as corpses dead.
Vaguely alive with arms that forgot how to hold.
To pray for the death of all that breathes.
The awful journey that led to this.
To tear away this fleshy veil. A body, empty.
All the Waters of the Earth Turn to Blood
- A Body
- A Curse
- Empty Hearth
- Even the Saints Knew Thei..
- Song of Sarin, the Brave
- Lathspell I Name You