Spatters of Paint, Bloody Wrist

For the Victories to Come (A Personal Letter)

Makeup & Ketamine, During a Quiet Evening

Fragment I, Your Decline / His Triomph

Condescension, Expressed as a Revenge

Spatters of Paint, Bloody Wrist

To Finally Reach the Divine (Salvation's Myth)

With Shame, in a Period of Dementia

Fragment Ii, Two Canvases but a Single Brush

Open Wounds, Artificial Enemies

But You Treasure Your Sins (Ancient Relics)