In the winter there came knocking at my door A voiceless fiend that would only point upward To a ceiling veined with wood rot and rusted nails...
Assault of an Endless Sea
Hold Fast the Gate
I’ve seen this back alley before In the haze of a dream world, though awake These blinding lights strike me as familiar Behind the door up ahead a staircase descends Into an underworld that awaits my return
Boneyard
Staring beyond the depths of the cup in my hands Into a past I long to know The view from atop the boneyard pile Is a steep descent into rolling madness.
