As we are taken out of the womb
The only certainty we have
Is to end in a tomb
Following the funeral path
Like a funeral procession
We are all walking towards our end
Heading for disaster
From womb to tomb
Is the story of our lives
The End Of The World
The End Of The World
At Dusk
The Neverending Reign Of The Black Knights
Wisdom
Nothing Is Sacred
Wailing
De Profundis
For My Days Are Vanity
Waste Of Time
Day of Suffering
Still Alive
Wisdom
Down Under Ground
Deliverance
The Inner Pain
Dust To Dust
On The Way To The Battlefield - Path To The Unholy Frozen Empire
Blood On My Swordblade
Nothing Is Sacred