Spirits walk again tonight When the veil is thin
Afoot
There's mischief afoot tonight More than any other
Daunting
Walking through the aftermath Of all of our mistakes Is a daunting task
Casting Magic
Focus On the
Painting with Blood
I paint the walls with blood Hoping I will finally give enough For you to be satisfied
Artificial
The last ingredient is here With a strike of lightening
Burned at the Stake
The fire has caught And I feel it
Torn
I hack away at myself At all the parts
Not Done Yet
I will dig myself out Of the grave you made me
Starting to Agree
You know crazy When you hear
