Discover: spiritual ambience
Whenever The Pain Of Forced Separation Hits Us Blind, We Become Helpless Like Rats In A Clean Kitchenby Wings Of An Angel
Wild Winds Are Howling Like Hungry Coyotes, And I Remember Every Single Day When I Was A Child Soldier With No Guts, Whose Blood Mixed With Thunder; It's A Long Way From Here, Wild Winds No Longer Howl, And My Blood Is Now Mixed With Passion, Passion And Life; I Am A Child Soldier Set Free!by Wings Of An Angel
Life Is Oftentimes A Zero-Sum Chess Game, Wherein If You're Not Ready To Step On Bodies, You Better Drift Off To Focus On Enriching The Inner Layers Of Your Existenceby Wings Of An Angel
The Only Time I Hear That You Want A New Life Is When Your Hands Are Like Papercut Blood Vessels; I Guess It's About Time You Find A New Face And Another Skin To Blend Inby Wings Of An Angel
Communicating Harmonyby Dragon-Orb
Cosmic Relaxationby Jake Giddens
The YeYo Experience - EPby Colousstica