Throw Out And k**
Nurish
And I'll Breathe
The d**h
Die Some
Because Emptiness
Has Grown Old
Fire Descending
The Slow k** In The Cold
Cast Me Into Depths
Observe
Slowly Sinking
Down
Through Dark Waters
The Reflection Of Dead Eyes
A Dark Figure
Blinded By The Rage
And Tripped In Chaos
Running Into Walls