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2015
Oh, You Wounded Soil, You Wounded Soul
I looked long at the green trees as you looked deeply into my eyes
Your splendor shall soar through the ashes
If you see me on the moon, greet me tenderly
Ethereal Transgression
The Eternal Abyss
I myself am heaven and hell
Surrender
Sublime Rupture
The Inevitability of Chance 1
The Inevitability of Chance 2
The Inevitability of Chance 3
