Can't shake these thoughts
Can't slip this skin
Can't open up
Can't let you in
Descending into darkness
Descending into madness
All used up
My days are sealed
Fallen further
Than you'll ever know
Why
End Of Days
Lost In You
Population Control
Decontrol
The End
Down And Dirty
Never Again
Infected
You
End Of Days
Mad
Meanwhile
Beginning Of The End
Grave New World
Meet Your Maker
New World Order
Exiled In Hell
You
Hung, Drawn And Quartered