The Sound of Spring
The storm now stands at ease...

...When I Bleed
Victorious, my brother, I once was...

Massage Not to Be Delivered
Float, Oh dear planet, float...

I am who come with eternal gloom
I am who leave with ephemeral doom...

The sun ran out of light to lead her dance
Candles ran out of patience and romance...

Streets crowded with mortified disgrace
Beneath the feet of the darken face...

The Apocalypse
Darkness of the ancient walls...

Mountains covered with white snow
Naked trees paint the fear I know...

It was me who got sane
And washed his own brain...

Just like the ash I fly away
Just like a baby I can not say...

IT'S DAY 26 ON PLANET UNKNOWN
'TIL NOW NO SIGNS OF HOPE HAVE SHOWN...

Here comes another winter
And I am still stuck here...