Rays Of Light From Father Son
Deep Down Upon The Waves
Though Crooked Rocks We’ve Run
Gods Below
Spirits Speak Of Arcane Spells
To Those Who Keep Their Secrets Well
Winds Of Great Old Mother Storm
They Tear Across The Trees
All Black And Twisted Form
Sand And Blood
She’ll Pick Her Teeth With Sparrows Quill
Hasten The Horse, These Shadows k**
Grey The Dust Where Danced The Light
When Iron Idols Become Alive With Ancient Eyes
Crack The Earth
Son Of Smiles Steals Your Breath
While On Your Lips These Word Of d**h
Find Your Feed
Set Your Gaze
End In Sight