William Beents

The Brutal Battle Is Over

False Genesis Phase

I'm with You, But I'm Not Meant to Experience It

And Now We Are One

Everything Around Us Is a Stale Illusion

Twilight Experiences Mired in

The Places You Have Been Invited to Are Just Memories.

The Looking Glass of Forgotten Contemplation

She Froze with My Heart

The Apathy of the Two Hearts of the Present

It Was Like My Whole Life Was a Memory

Was the Last Time You Saw My Daughter