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 |