Life Under The Gun

Big Disappointment

All You Embrace

Leap Years

Live at Electric Ballroom

Cloaked (Live)

White Bikes

NO ONE HATES ME MORE THAN ME

Slow Bullet

Surefire

Pomegranate (feat. Jeremy Bolm)

Beware the Centrist

Dancing Dead (Remastered)

Midnight Fire

She came to me from my dreams, though I never called her name, no, no
She came to tear my soul apart, to strip the flesh from fragile bones
A presence sweet yet poison through, a hidden rope beneath my veins
She wrapped me in sugar glaze and a flutter of her lashes rain
The morning star began to rise, a cruel light behind her eyes

And till I gave myself away, I opened every hidden door
I chose to lose myself in shadow, to disappear and ask for more
Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her whisper lives the downfall, in her touch the breaking line
I am the captive she keeps her dead, I am the dog she calls mine

She carved a mark into my heart, a deep engraving dark and raw
She spoke with voices not her own, while hunger's moving in her glow
Every promise cracked to ashes, every truth became a blade
Through a smile a hushed destruction crept into the life I made

And still I leaned into the ruin, too weak to call it truly mine
Her ghost became my only compass, dragging me down beyond the line
Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her whisper lives the downfall, in her touch the breaking line
I am the captive she keeps her dead, I am the dog she calls mine

Oh, she burns like midnight fire, and I'm so closer every time
For the devil always circles back to the ones who crave the crime
In her form becomes her kingdom, let her reign in smoke and wine
I am the ember she keeps waking, I am the spark she calls mine


Midnight Fire

Slow Bullet

Dull Mourning