Through fiction we saw the birth
Of futures yet to come
Yet in fiction lay the bones
Ugly in their nakedness
Yet under this mortal sun
We cannot hide ourselves
| 1 | Por Tu Amor |
| 2 | So Did We |
| 3 | The Beginning and the End |
| 4 | Low Tide |
| 5 | Weight |
| 6 | Wills Dissolve |
| 7 | Way Through Woven Branches |
| 8 | Syndic Calls |
| 9 | Hand Of The Host |
| 10 | Hall Of The Dead |