the spectre always leave the same way it entered

navajo vhite

spiricom

out where the waves crash contempt on the land

delirium

between soil and shadows

the spectre always leave the same way it entered

inhaling obsidian

there is even a rhythm in being empty

halcyon

and yes i said, yes i will, yes

spiricom (Arthur Kriulyn Remix)

and yes i said, yes i will, yes (Monotronique Remix)

between soil and shadows (Lostlojic Remix)