Kozeljnik

Time, Neglected in the Wound of a Matyr

Evoking the Furtive Depths (Reprisal)

Wrecked in Ruins of Solitude

Tis the Soul on Wayward Path

Scourged with Apathy

Come, Thou Abhorred and Incessant

As If Through a Myriad of Shades

Absence and Seclusion of Spirit

Scarring the Entities

Bitter Libations to the Unnamed