Pull Harder On The Strings Of Your Martyr
A Gunshot To The Head Of Trepidation
Entrance Of The Conflagration
This World Can't Tear Us Apart
Into The Mouth Of Hell We March
Torn Between Scylla and Charybdis
Contempt Breeds Contamination
Until the World Goes Cold
He Who Spawned the Furies
Of Prometheus and the Crucifix
Like Callisto to a Star in Heaven
If I Could Collapse The Masses
