The Sun Is Racing, My Mind Is Racing.

Disruption in the Thoughts, I Always Felt Like I Knew Everyone.

I See It Coming Back to Me, Performances That I No Longer Desire.

The Sun Is Hitting My Eyes, I Can No Longer Run. (Dec. 25Th)

Shutdown - Convulsion (A Finale, but It Still Doesn't Feel Like One)

Save (8)

Volumes, If You're_Forever in This. (Looking Up, Seeing Red)

I Can Feel from Afar

Save (5)

Volumes, Black Fog. - A Street of Filth and I Am Still in It. (Down )

Its Working, Its Working, Its Working.