the mystery among the daily frames a native crowd
underlines crime somewhere the brains create profit by
some well organized disinterest contentment overfed with
feigned luxury we didnt recognize the screen a
troublesome smile overshadows the brightened sky trustful
it wraps up any movement towards outside views reduced to
a single moment of truth infecting all of us something
strange led us into a cage paralysed the non-existent
protect haunted by a perfect dream trying to leave we
didnt regonize the screen ignorance regulates the degree
of reality offers me harmony integrates me open eyes for
a while but didn't recognize that the sun doesn't shine
| 1 | Dead Market |
| 2 | Penetration |
| 3 | Distance |
| 4 | Renegades Of Noize |
| 5 | Machine Drum |
| 6 | Violator |
| 7 | Control |
| 8 | Overflow |
| 9 | Crossfire |
| 10 | S.adow |