Feels like all our days were stolen .  Waiting for the bombs to start falling .  Born without wings .  Drawn to fight .  Drawn to win .  Drawn to be erased .  Chainless .  Undying .  At least I'm not innocent .  In the dust of the least design I will take to the sky .  Passion replaced by strategy .  Your stained glass heart yearns for it .  An open door somewhere waits for me .  Your arms are strong but they do not find me
| 1 | The Earth Isn't Humming | 
| 2 | There Will Be No More Scum | 
| 3 | Conditioned | 
| 4 | Explosions | 
| 5 | Invisible Time Lines | 
| 6 | Psaurcacneosisa | 
| 7 | The Misaligned Men Of Flomaton |