Shrouded in ocean mist
With scars on shoulders
Hands fused to the mast
They cried
Then they smiled
When they see themselves
Under the pale moonlight
Dead Wrong
Sledgehammer
Manipulation
Dead Wrong
Weeping Willow
Behind Closed Doors
Take Aim
Take Aim
Waste Of Time
Outworn
Shallow Standards
Doomsayer
All Will Wither
Hatred Transcending
Scum Infestation And Last Song
Your Dystopian Hell
Rich
Take Aim
Spot a Pathetic
Operation Grindcore