Without trying to become
an avenger...

I am nowhere, living
in an urn. A feeling goes unwritten...

Grip loosening;
the lesser evil...

The fumbling picks up.
The sixth sense...

In alternative lies,
a which-hunt starts...

Be laid:
with your private wounds...

A saga of
sacrifice, when the...

Everything begins
with numbers, the curves...

Words would wear the blood caps.
In tyranny of the full moon...

Howling wind!
Why were you gathering the...

Never had been
at distant pain to hear...

Flame and smoke.
What else your skies have to offer...