The Cross (Doom Metal)
Cold In The Night Beyond Death
I strove with none, for none was worth my strife
Nature I loved, and, next to nature, art
I warm’d both hands before the fire of life
It sinks; and I am ready to depart
- Requiescit in Pace Frater Noster
- Act II: Walls of the Forgotten
- Reverencing the Eternal Icons
- Still Falling
- Novembers Doom Brazilian Tribute
- The Cross
- Flames Through Priests
