- Cross The Sky
As I lay here bleeding
My eyes are fixed on the sky
Hero down for a reason
It looks like my time to die
I never thought I'd be taken down
Flat on my back seeing stars
Gotta rethink my strategy
I hope it ain't my time
I gotta believe there's a soul to save
As I race across the sky
I gotta believe there is still some good
As I look you in the eye
There's gotta be someone worth fighting for
As I look at you and sigh
I gotta believe there's a soul to save
As I race across the sky
As I lay here bleeding
I wonder what will be next
Was I ever a hero?
I think it's my time to die
I can sure be taken down
The power of one frail voice
Gotta give up on strategy
I think it's my time to die
I gotta believe there's a soul to save
As I race across the sky
I gotta believe there is still some good
As I look you in the eye
Letras
- Der Fuhrer
(Ain't Nothing Gonna) Save This World
12 Year Old With A Gun
6, Six, VI
Always
Are You Willing
Better Off Dead
Black Cloud
Blackened Eyes Staring
Blindside
Brain Dead
Burned Device
Camera Eye
Carry On
Chemical Noose
Cradle Me Now
Cross The Sky
Desecrator
Destructive Signs
Deviation
Dig Me Up To Bury Me
Doomsday For The Deceiver
Double Zero
Dream Scape
Dreams Of Death
E.M.T.E.K.
Empty Air
Escape From Within
Everything
Fade To Black
Falling
Falling Short
Final Step
Forget About Heaven
Forkboy
Frustrate
Fuckers
Gitty Up
Greed
Hallucinational
Hammerhead
Hard On You
High
High Noon
Hypocrite
Hypodermic Midnight Snack
I Believe
I Live You Die
Iron Tears
It's On Me
K.Y.A.
Keep Breathing
Killing Time
Learn To Dance
Liquid Noose
Lucky Day
Me
Metalshock
Misguided Fortune
Missing
Monster
My God
N.E. Terror
Natural Enemies
Never To Reveal
No More Fun
No Place For Disgrace
Nothing To Say
Ocotober Thorns
P.A.A.B.
Pick A Window
Play Your Part
Poet's Tell
Promise Keepers
Rabbit's Foot
Remember
Run And Hide
Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting
Scars
Secret Life
Secret Square
She Took An Axe
Smoked Out
Suffer The Masses
Swatting At Flies
Take
The Cold
The Jones
The Master Sleeps
The Message
To Be Free
Toast
Trash
U.L.S.W.
Ugly Noise
Wading Through The Darkness
Way To Go
Weather To Do
Welcome To The Bottom
Win, Lose Or Dead
Your Hands