Freedom Train

We are spirits clad in veils

You Know The Law

All your nonsenses and truths, your finery and squalid options, combine and coalesce into one noise including laugh and whimper, scream and sigh, forever and forever repeating, in any tongue we care to choose, whatever lessened, separated message we want to hear. The Universe says simply, but with every possible complication, 'Existence' and it neither pressures us nor draws us out, except as we allow. It all boils down to nothing, and where we have the means and will to fix our reference within that flux, then there we are. Let me be part of that outrageous chaos... and I am

Punk Funk

Do you think that most people perceive themselves as authentic?

Mystery Of Iniquity

I cheated myself, like I knew would.

I told you I was trouble.

You know that I'm no good.

Dark Facade

Take another drag turn me to ashes.

Ready for another lie?

Have You Met A Lover?