“Live to die”, that is our...
The phalanx moves, lured by the horn of war...

There…
Always a grave for which to stand on...

"Who could further my imperfect act, taken...
Night Falls...

*The grief of a vampire*
Scented carrion rakes my conscious...

*Inspired by “I Am You” by DePeche...
The world spins…holding me inside its even...

*A tale of Gargoyles*
I look, and something always sees me…images...

A candid heart would lay buried in retrospection...
Seamless yet awake and now a half-life, broadened...

Thrice caressed our boundless flames and reached...
Our venture staved the covered hollows ‘til...

A path is crossed upon the rooftops, where here...

What moral I have retained and thence I’ve...
An accorded moderation and bond whilst confronted...

I am made of more, more than ever of that is...

All that I bear is infinite…. And as...