The Race

We ran across frozen mines

Sweeping through gates of dawn

As the sun was gleaming blue

Gaping through me and you

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In Strange Slowfooted Fever

Haze of Despair

In the Hands of Storm

Statues Amidst a Frozen Sand of Time

Plaintive Scenes

Conditio Humana

A Day When the World Started to Weep

Eyes of the Black Flame