Wolves bay
Moon delights
Cowards are hidden
Thieves do dine
Aging serenade
Asleep while the devil's at play
Ride now
Tide is out
Demons are lurking
Fires abound
Son you may not come home
Time is a river and you are a stone
A hollow hunger unrestrained
Passing through space
A smoldering mess left behind
In our wake
Living in a pretty prison
That's the mission
Pure submission
Living in a pretty prison
That's the mission
Pure submission