You always go out into the night
When you come home you come home to a fight
The things that you do make them so confused
The thing that you do makes them so confused
We run the night your better watch the black
Switchblade pulled, baby, into your back
We never go out we never stay in
We find ourselves attracted to sin
Gimme War
Red Slash
Born With A Scorpion's Touch
At Night I Am The Warmest
Sea Of Dirt
Be My Death Cult
End Of Time At The Gates Of Hell
One Of Us
Serpentflame
Heart Possession
Let Doom Overtake Us
Only The Dead Know My Name
Mother of Mercy
Drift Into Dust
Voices Of The Dead
Your Ghost
And In the End... I Am Nothing
Bring Us Hell
Coffin Of Ruins
Flesh And Blood