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
What Fresh Hell
Sanctuary
Made As The Stale Wine Of Wrath
Merging With Sword, Onto Them
Paying The Toll
In Your Eyes
The Calling
Beast Of Burden
Leviathan
Nothing Changes
Disenchanted Dreams (Of Conformity)
Salvation
Vexed And Vomit Hexed
Chug Jug With You
Blue Screen Of Death - THC EMP: Part I
Release Of Tears
Introit
Census Of Stars
The Falling Snow