[Lyrics: Percy Bysshe Shelley]
I met a traveller from an antique land, who said:
"two vast and trunkless legs of stone stand in the desert...
And on the pedestal these words appear:
'my name is Ozymandias, king of kings;
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains.
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
| 1 | Winter |
| 2 | Ad Mortem Festinamus |
| 3 | Entre Moi Et Mon Amin |
| 4 | Ecce Gratum |
| 5 | Falling Star |
| 6 | Entre Moi et Mon Ami |
| 7 | Ecce Gratum (Club Mix) |
| 8 | Flamma |
| 9 | Obscure |
| 10 | Maravillosos |