Astraldrone [2] (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Dustgrave [5] (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Earthencore [1] (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
In a Grove [3] (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Only in your Dreams (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Playing Indoors (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
The Future Doesn't Care for You (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Warning: This Track Has Explicit Lyrics (6LA8 & Aus Rine)
Brisk Stroll (6LA8 & MMI & Ramsha)
It's Ticking (6LA8 & MMI & Ramsha)
Showers: Dutch Angles (6LA8 & MMI & Ramsha)
Solitary (6LA8 & MMI & Ramsha)
Space Rock (6LA8 & MMI & Ramsha)
/noclip /breakarm (6LA8 & MMI)
Gratification Delayed (6LA8 & MMI)
Long Way Ahead, Longer Way Back (6LA8 & MMI)
Midnight Radio Daze (6LA8 & MMI)
Mistakenly Exotic (6LA8 & MMI)
One of Those Mornings (6LA8 & MMI)
Something Special (6LA8 & MMI)
Stumbling Underwater (6LA8 & MMI)
Timid Progressions (6LA8 & MMI)
A 5 Minute Rerun of Historical Angst
A Martyr in the Name of the Lives He had Slain
A Mere Glimpse of Light Shone Through our Tight Fisted Shells
A Moonlit Dharna into the Tetris of Road Blocks
A Recursion in Denial, and a Deliverance
A beloved, youth, and a chalice
A bit in trance, and a little proud
A flower lifts its head in the cemetery
A golden grain of light from a radiant world
A lo-fi acoustic sunrise expedition
Amidst this cursed soil, I stand apart
And Forlorn Forecasts Condensed in a Single Chalice
And yearnings get compressed into tired nothings
As the sun sets, the shaken will exhale
Blood, Water and Dying Expectations
Breaking Apart into a Million Little Oh Wells
Burrowing Down to the Rabbithole, Just Legally
But Really, It's All a Conspiracy
But our dreams will take us back into
Choices Plague You, Let Only a Single Voice Be Heard
Dancing Regressively into the Next Civil Regime
Dissecting the Magnanimous Among Us
Distorting Truths to Reach False Assurances
Distressing Peaks in the Moral Landscape
Don't Hate Me for Hiring the Clowns
Drink your lifeblood, for it is a joyous wine
Eighteen Songs of a Nomad Flute
Every tone now moves us, now becomes shrill
Everybody is a Paragon, What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
Feeling Like a Paper Yellowed with Age
Feverish Missteps and a Burning Tape of Drama and Revolution
Finding Solace in the Dancer's Wayward Steps
Flagellation/Celebration, Depending How You See It
Flying on the fairy of thought
Glazed Over and Unrelenting to the Point of Absurdity
Helpless Enough to Write Impassioned Blogs About It
Her Braid Lashing at Him with Contempt
Here Is a Jacket. You Know What to Do
How to Self-Destruct on a Tremendous Day, the Best Day
I Am Listening, but Not Listening
If Words Were Swords We Would Be F-ing Ninjas
If the Rising Sun Had Any Words to Say
If the wretch would be appeased by mere dreams of houris
In Deviant Swirls Do We Derive Mortality
It Only Takes a Thought to End Our Lives
JOTN1: Departure, Loneliness, and Ruminations
JOTN2: a Turbulent Recital, Interference and Some Truths
JOTN3: the Descent, Catwalks and Exhaustion
Japan/Sleeping People Can't Fall Down
Just 5(365) + 90 More Loops...
Lagged into a sense of calm glitchy introspection
Laughing Quietly in a Valley of Kind Nepotism
Let's Take a Breather: Recoup, Reconfigure
Loadshedding Brings an Empowering Visit to Our Moonlit Rooftops
Masking Delight on our Heavy Unforgiving Hearts
May the Future Be Kind to Us...
My Ethics Prefer to Be Fluid, Thank You
Not Yet Lost the Sense of Time
Our Dog Eat Dog World of Heroic News Reporting
Our Feeling is Sound, the World Keeps Going
Our Undivided Attention to Matters of Divine Importance
Over the Fence with Your Blasphemy Laws
Perched on Swinging Cliffs and Trying to Not Look Down
Playing Detectives, in Dreams, for Some Ease
Prayers Cannot Amend Generations of Neglect
Primitive Calls for a Cyber Thief
RGST Brings Another Reason to Numb Our Minds
Radiance flowed, with a sudden crash
Saturation Point [featuring Tahir Saeed Jan]
She Spun Me a Vial of Utmost Desire
Sir, I Had No Need for That Hypothesis
Sleeping People Can't Fall Down
So, How is the Violence Today?
So, Yesterday I Kinda Found Antimatter in my Espresso... [with Bantam]
Striking Terror in Hearts by Raising Sugar Prices
Teach a Man to Vote and You'll Never See Him Again
The Air of Drunkenness is Floating in the Dusk
The Cool White Cat and Her Gaslighting
The Future Doesn't Care for You
The Part Where Credits Roll and you remember you had Legs
The Rain Looks Inviting [with Talha Wynne]
The West-Inspired Media is a Blissful Distraction for the Preachers
The helpless influx for the mortal and absurd
There is Always a Way Out, Try Avoiding It.
Those Are My Bombs You're Talking About!
Tired & Left Wanting for Twilight's Heatsinks
Tired Faces Look at Dawn with Resigned Lives
Too Curious to Let Nostalgia Through
Triumph of Some Win Replaces All Lives and Hearts Lost
Waiting for Miracles When the Floor is Pulled from Beneath You
Wandering Around a Whole Lot of Nothins
We Advocate for the Meat and Care for the Esteem
We Breathe Less to Leave Fresh Air for the Morning
We Encountered a One-Eyed Being in the Dead Middle of the Night [feat. Air Liner]
We Hope the Pied Piper Stops Deluding the Leaky Anchors
We Live in the New Millenium, but Still No Flying Cars
We Lost Much in the Flood, but at least there is Farmville
We Need More Iodex, Mother Harlot
We Ride through Deserts and Think of Lives Forlorn
We Will Eventually Forget the Process of Being Guilty
We Would Still Need Reason in Heaven
Weathered Memories Hushed into Classic Cigarette Trails
Well, What Would You Like it to Be?
What You Think of Yourself in Dream
What if life is a lost, conscious moment
Where Are You? I'm Trying to Give Up Ghosts
Whisper Me Thoughts That Live Long
With Silken Whispers & a Dewy Repose
Yet the Heart Swells, Enveloping the Summer Night
You Magnificent Beast! You Unsung Crusader!
[Part 1] Born into a Mistake, Raised Divine
[Part 1] Colored Dreams Lend Faith to a Harsh Reality
[Part 1] Gone in a Heartbeat, Panic All You Like
[Part 1] Standing High on K2 with the Sun's Complying Sillhouette
[Part 2] We Would Still Need Reason in Heaven
[Part 2] When You Don't Know What's Gonna Happen
[Part 2] Whisper Me Thoughts That Live Long
[Part 2] and with the Dreams of an Internet Affair
[Part 3] My Heart Feels Like a Spicy Fondue
[Part 3] You Do Know You Could've Been Deleted.