"How'd it die?"
We broke its neck
We raised it to the power of ten
Gurre-Lieder
They cheered my name
No punches thrown
Their joy my shame
Nobody wanted to be
"Vienna II"
Someone had to be
"Vienna II"
So I let it be
"Vienna II"
Let it be me
Outside
Extinction
Outside
Freebird II
Violence
Vienna
Berlin Got Blurry
Dust
Careers In Combat
No Ideas
Master Of My Craft
NYC Observation
What Color Is Blood
Pathos Prairie
Walking At a Downtown Pace
Tears o Plenty
Paraphrased
Captive Of The Sun
Human Performance
Instant Disassembly