Indignantly I nefariously take the path again
But the question I ask is will I detour at the same place again
Same place
Will erase
Pull & heap my trailing past regret
I struggle to the end
Never think twice & never fret
I will never bend
Nor will I mend
Now setting my sights on the parabola
My paradox within
Livid with dread I move slowly ahead
The battle is tied
But it is I who always win
1 | Free Me |
2 | Atmosphere |
3 | Panoramic |
4 | Spores |
5 | Psychoma |
6 | Loathe |
7 | Under Veil Of The Endless Grey Sky |
8 | Glide |
9 | Released |
10 | Vulnerable |