I define my music as atmospheric post-agressive timberpunk with acoustic roots. Others say that my music is more progressive ambient darkrock with a contemporar
My sight becomes shadow. . .
Splinters of cold.
Slipping
Into days of dreams.
Stumbling
Into a glade of teeth.
Life melds into sleep,
Time is a vulture circling me.
I am the hunter led astray.
Life melds into sleep,
Death is a voice calling clear (my name!)
I am but the hunter made the prey.
