Dawn
Under a blood red moon
That fades from my eyes
An ancestral haunting
Brings their names across a plain unknown
Harvesting thought from a mind out of time
The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown
Under a blood red moon
That fades from my eyes
An ancestral haunting
Brings their names across a plain unknown
Harvesting thought from a mind out of time
The disembodied voice of corpses on the wind unknown
2020 • No Wilderness Deep Enough
2020 • No Wilderness Deep Enough
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2002 • If I Should Fall to the Field
2008 • A Grave Is A Grim Horse
2008 • A Grave Is A Grim Horse
2008 • A Grave Is A Grim Horse