In a dark chamber of our passion
We meet and gather, no compassion
Love is through stomach, on the rise
wearing a mask without disguise
Cut to see how much I bleed
Go and do it
Go and cut it
Cut to see
Thirst for blood, we're longing for
A secret is, we're longing for
Take the sharpened knife
And let it slide
Into your girl, your bride
| 1 | Angel |
| 2 | Christfuck |
| 3 | Ich Will Dich |
| 4 | Soylent Grün |
| 5 | Soylent Green |
| 6 | Totmacher |
| 7 | Wreath Of Barbs |
| 8 | Loyal To My Hate |
| 9 | Is It You |
| 10 | Bunkertor 7 |