Rain is my beloved company and these breeding wilds
Never get too crowded with my wet kin
Soil is the mind of seasons following each other
The collective memory slowly burning away
Dreams are the woods that surround the core
Thick, breathing armour, skinless walls around the gut
No weapons penetrate, stainless blades wither away
Stronghold towers in the horizon yet corrosive sorrow inflicts me
1 | Withering Season |
2 | Old Bark |
3 | Legends In The Bark |
4 | White Night |
5 | Casting No Shadow |
6 | Voices Of The Nameless |
7 | Thundergrove |
8 | Cleansing Embrace |
9 | Moon Of Pain |
10 | Fires Of Tradition |