In Your Dreams

In November

At The Carnival

At Your Gates

As August Brought Jupiter

Dagar

The conformity

You run to the wall, hit it hard

The Conformity

Cold is just a matter of state
Love is just a matter of taste, in you my love
Crows picking at your eyes, today
bad choices just  a choice you make, today, my love 

We´re all accidents - waiting to happen

Cold State

Sirens

Feeling safe, still I run again
To the woods, and the valleys
Hear them loud, the sirens
Call my name
Ahhhh come dance with us
Into the night

Like the born again
We´d like to run again
Further

Like the born again
We´d like to run again
Further

Feeling safe, still I run again
To the woods, and the valleys
Hear them loud, the sirens
Call my name
Ah come dance with us
Into the night

Like the born again
We´d like to run again

There Will Be Wolves