Christ is lowered
needing thoughts to exist
A wicked time is at hand
This tone your holocaust
And virtue is for the dead
Cold cacophony surronds you mind
Trade slavery
Bloodied, chained, and dying
Freedom is a vice of your mind
Born of idiocy
Amond mountains of wispered lies
And the trails of the foe
In Your Eyes
Sanctuary
What Fresh Hell
Made As The Stale Wine Of Wrath
Paying The Toll
Merging With Sword, Onto Them
The Calling
In Your Eyes
Beast Of Burden
Chug Jug With You
Nothing Changes
Leviathan
Salvation
Disenchanted Dreams (Of Conformity)
Blue Screen Of Death - THC EMP: Part I
Census Of Stars
Beast Of Burden
The Falling Snow
Confusion
Release Of Tears