Ashbury Heights
make shift
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Keeping along the ways.
Denizen of days.
Love has left us incomplete.
An automated play.
Twist your mind to fit.
This won't hurt a bit.
Make your heart a number.
A tidal spell to break the slumber.
Swallow all your fears.
Feed them to the tears.
All of us are makeshift gears.
Disassembled spares.
Twist your mind to fit.
This won't hurt a bit.
Make your heart a number.
A tidal spell to break the slumber.
- Album:
- The Looking Glass Society
- Miscellaneous
- Electrostorm, Vol. 7
- Electrostorm Vol. 6
- Take Cair Paramour
- Awake the Machines, Volume 7
- Awake The Machines Vol. 7
- Take Cair Paramour Alternatives
- Electrostorm, Vol. 5
- Electrostorm, Volume 5
- Angora Overdrive
- Parliament of Rooks
- Machineries of Joy, Volume 4
- Cry Havoc
- Zillo CD 10/07
- Three Cheers for the Newlydeads
- Morningstar in a Black Car
- Origins
- Extreme Sündenfall 6
- Awake the Machines, Volume 6