To understand the killer
I must become the killer
And i don't need this violence anymore
But now i've tasted hatred i want more
The velvet cell within men
Gloriously rusted masks
Grey death heart crocuses
And i had always thought
The desire to kill was a disease you caught
But it's dormant in the hearts of everyone
Waiting for a spark, an emotion
| 1 | I Turn My Face To The Forest Floor |
| 2 | Trust |
| 3 | See My Friends |
| 4 | Bluebeard |
| 5 | Black Holes In The Sand |
| 6 | The Prize |
| 7 | Hourglass |
| 8 | Song among the pine |
| 9 | Tunnels |
| 10 | Animals |