Through transparency of fašade all points of light shall resurrect the virgin. Children unite the books of many, torn to deceive of ancient squalor. Build thy temple, protect ary seed, from they who false profit Pandora. Dine on the heads of snakes as one with a vengeance more powerful than love.
I Am Ovis Arie And So Are You
Living In Horror Since My Infant Eyes First Gazed Upon Her
My Coy Ignored Their Whisper Fearing Glare Of Scholar
Dawn The Age Of Lucifer No Longer Fear Obscurity
Question All Certainty Not With Gun Or Sword
Angels Chime Yellow Sand Of Salvation
The Messengers Walk This Earth