Dark and Moody
The feeling comes over me. A clawed hand reaches out, from the back of my neck, over my head, and tries to pull me back down into the darkness where I found myself.
The World Can Be a Cold Place
The Frozen Emptiness of The Suburbs
Stop Seeking Salvation
Is It Really Salvation?
And Out Of The Mist Came The Tentacles
We Will Land Again
What Does The Light Hide?
Sometimes The Night Holds The Light
The Night Pulls Me In
Is It Truly Possible To See The World For What It Is?
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