The sky is empty and it's turning different shades of colour
It never did before and we never asked for more
My mind is empty and my body different shades of torture
It never was before and we never asked for more
No-one is moving and no doves fly here
No-one is thinking and no doves fly here
No-one remembers beyond all this fear
No doves fly here
No doves fly here
No doves fly here
No doves fly here
No doves fly here
1996 • Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
2004 • Society Is a Carnivorous Flower
2004 • Society Is a Carnivorous Flower
1996 • The Drama of Alienation
1996 • The Drama of Alienation
1996 • The Drama of Alienation
1996 • The Drama of Alienation
1996 • Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
2004 • Society Is a Carnivorous Flower
1993 • No One Has a Future
1996 • Camels, Spilled Corona and the Sound of Mariachi Bands
1995 • Analysis, Yes, Very Nice