In the eyes of death there is no difference between me and you
And though you feel hatred
Our mortality bounds us, bounds us
My days are fragile
I am at a loss
with the knowledge of our impending end
The weapons we bear are the symbols off our collective demise
Devised by our kindred
as an emphasis yo our unknown doom
| 1 | King Night |
| 2 | Redlights |
| 3 | Sick |
| 4 | Blood |
| 5 | Act Of War |
| 6 | Strife |
| 7 | The Fading |
| 8 | Eyes To Match A Soul |
| 9 | Confession |
| 10 | Inhuman Greed |