[Pentagram cover] The time has come you must repent For all your sins have spent The rule to broken now is here The spark that loads your soul with
A new day - in static motion I drift The atmosphere sinks into the greyness of my soul Slow apathy. Fermenting my senses The nothingness. The formless
Together we have discovered the languid fatigue of love interrogated all our beauty we've turned each other inside out. Drowning in Ebony Tears. The
