In the dawn of dark skies, a painting of mist spread amongst the air, colored leaves die and then abandon their origin Flowerless aroma and roots with no chance...

Nights I lay awake hopelessly thinking of this place The more I think, the less I want to know It seemed like before this never used to happen I guess it's proc...

Standing with a slight slant, the head seemed to be twisted on just right Collared shirt and tie presentable to who, I don't know A smile stretched across the f...

Subject to liability you say, well at least it was worth it to see your head sliced in half like a tomato Roots sewn by your blood and then nurtured through you...

One out of a million, they don't see me I am to this world as a raindrop is to your forehead Suppressed only by myself I need to let me out, out of the sky fall...

Split between choiced, you bleach your thoughts with stories of false prophecy Unorthodox methods of self religion, decayed and edge-burned portraits of mytholo...

Troubleshooting death, it lets you find what makes you want more Stay alive for ten minutes, then die in five A minute never seemed so long when sitting at the ...

A letter written home on stationary, the address marked with the author's blood I know his leaving was never premeditated, but eighteen years on auto-pilotwill ...