To understand the killer
I must become the killer
And i don't need this violence anymore
But now i've tasted hatred i want more
The velvet cell within men
Gloriously rusted masks
Grey death heart crocuses
And i had always thought
The desire to kill was a disease you caught
But it's dormant in the hearts of everyone
Waiting for a spark, an emotion
1 | I Turn My Face To The Forest Floor |
2 | Trust |
3 | See My Friends |
4 | Bluebeard |
5 | Black Holes In The Sand |
6 | The Prize |
7 | Song among the pine |
8 | Hourglass |
9 | Tunnels |
10 | Animals |