Now your blood travels through the veins of our history
It bursts forth in boiling black clouds from the wrists of kings
Your shadow lengthens as time draws on
Its tendrils creep into mythic cracks,
blending with the light of day
We see it now before us
But even so, we cannot read the lies between the lines
1 | Por Tu Amor |
2 | So Did We |
3 | The Beginning and the End |
4 | Low Tide |
5 | In Fiction |
6 | Weight |
7 | Wills Dissolve |
8 | Way Through Woven Branches |
9 | Syndic Calls |
10 | Hand Of The Host |