Sabbat
Death laughs, his begotten playground
There's a city forging in the underground
Eclipsing nightmares bring the dreams to an end
We all prey for the morning dawn
All we see, the demise of our history.
Is the need for tranquility
A veil of conspiracy.
Times have oppressed the human race
A Cautionary Tale
Advent of Insanity
Behind the Crooked Cross
Dreamscape
For Those Who Died
Horned is the Hunter
Hosanna in Excelsis
How Have the Mighty Fallen
I for an Eye
Mourning Has Broken
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