- It's a suicide lottery
It's a suicide lottery and they've won
The real life has just begun
Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists
Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the statists
All value is lost when we allow the spiders to feed
Our values bled into this eco-cesspool
This is where it all ends
This is where it all ends
All value is lost when silence is born
Death behind the dollar
We are in the womb of the statist and all is not well in the best of all
Worlds
It's a suicide lottery
Drop the guillotine
Bury my head
Letras
- "...And Rome Shall Fall"
500 Shades
A Mushroom Cloud
Another flash
Bath In The Arena
Bells Ring Slowly
Blood Bath In The Arena
Blood Crusade
Born Of The Cauldron
By This Axe I Rule
Clontarf
Crusader
Dragon Throne
Dreaming With The Incubus
Exit Wounds
Finder Of The Black Stone
Finger and feed
Fresh Meat And Rotted Pride
Hallucination never dies
Hang us high
How great are we?
Imprisoned With The Pharaohs
In Fate's Eye A King
It's a suicide lottery
It's like they remember
Manipulate the slime
Morality is synthetic
My Last Ten Minutes
On Broken Wings Of Sorrow
People Of The Dark Circle
Storming The Castle
Synchronicity At Midnight / A Baying Of Hounds
The celebration is over
The end
The Final Incantation / In The Dreaming City
The Sword's Lament
This is the end
Ultra-violent
Unholy Sanctuary
Unleashing Wrath
We are the barricade
We must die
Who am i?
Wicker Man
You will live black utopia
Your shadow is selfish and violent
