I've been dreaming.
I was lucid.
I was dreaming blood was seeping from my pores.
Who'd believe that it was all my own decision?
Cracked faces and medicated smiles.
Set fire to my home before I turned and walked back in.
For every needle open my chest and insert ten pins.
I just anticipate what awaits when I awake... break.
I die in my daydreams.
The gardens have all been overgrown.
I pushed my hand through the thorns to crush the final rose.
A deadly secret only I suffer to know.
I can't eradicate what awaits when I awake... break.
I die in my day dreams.

• At A Glance
• Clove Smoke Catharsis
• Exsanguination
• God Called In Sick Today
• Lower It
• Malleus Maleficarum
• Midnight Sun
• Narrative Of Soul Against Soul
• No Poetic Device
• Porphyria Cutanea Tarda
• Strength Through Wounding
• The Last Kiss
• The Prayer Position
• Weathered Tome