The World Is Thirsting

One Day Away

My Heartache is Measured by the Acre

Words Written To Be Washed Away

If Only Helen Keller Could Hear This

Everything In Exchange For Nothing

Your Own Fate

Pale Horse - A Bullet For Pretty Boy

False rulers fall as their thrones crumble to dust.

Crown of Sand

[Verse 1]
You never blink when the fists come down,
The crowd just fades, you can’t hear the sound.
Every hit’s another lullaby,
For the part of you that wants to die.

They cheer like gods above your pain,
But you stand there — cold in the rain.
A machine dressed up in human skin,
Just waiting for the bell again.

[Chorus]
And they call you perfect,
But they don’t see the ghost behind your stare.
You’re just chasing silence,
In a world that only loves despair.
Every punch you throw,
Is just a prayer you’ll feel something —
Anything.

[Verse 2]
The mirror cracks, but you don’t bleed,
Your eyes too tired to ever need.
You dream of warmth you’ve never known,
Of someone saying, “You’re not alone.”

But love was carved out long ago,
When you learned you weren’t meant to grow.
You fight because it’s all you do,
You fight because they told you to.

[Chorus]
And they call you perfect,
But they don’t see the ghost behind your stare.
You’re just chasing silence,
In a world that only loves despair.
Every punch you throw,
Is just a prayer you’ll feel something —
Anything.

[Bridge]
Maybe peace is found in falling,
Maybe pain’s the only truth.
You never chose to be their legend,
They just chose the end of you.

[Outro]
Lights fade — you bow your head,
The ring’s your coffin, painted red.
And when they scream your name tonight,
You whisper softly,
"I never wanted to fight."

Shadow Boxer

It brings no joy,
The tasteless employ.
Pugnacious, punchable face.
Grist for the mill,
His hands in the till.
Gave nothing but empty space.

"It's dead!"
I said.
Full speed ahead!
Don't stop!
We've got 'em now!
"But there's nothing there!"
I cried in despair.
As the waves crashed over the bow.

Driving the line,
I swear it's not mine,
But the engine carried us down.
With all lies forgotten,
His race to the bottom,
Was really going to town!


[chorus]
Not fit for purpose,
Gone was the surface.
Bidding farewell to pax!
Bring me...
"information".
"No sensation".
I only want the facts!

Sinking the ship!

Sinking the ship!

No words!

No words for it.

[Vocal harmonics instrumental]

Not fit for purpose,
Gone was the surface.
Bidding farewell to pax!
Bring me...
"information".
"No sensation".
I only want the facts!

Sinking the ship!

Sinking the ship!

No words!

No words for it.

Sinking the Ship

A Hiding Place For Fake Friends

The Walls Between Us

Everything In Exchange For Nothing

Ashes At Last

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