1. BLINDED BY FEAR (AT THE GATES COVER)

We are blind to the
World within us,
Waiting to be born'

I cast aside my chains
Fall from reality
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth

The face of all your fears
All your fears unleashed
The face of all your fears

Born of the demon sky
Twisting reality
Sweet nauseating pain
Is death the only release?
Nauseating pain
Is death the only release?

The face of all your fears
All your fears unleashed
The face of all your fears

The face of all your fears

I cast aside my chains
Fall from reality
Suicidal disease
The face of all your fears
Now covered with sores
Humanity exiled
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth
Purgatory unleashed
Now burn the face of the earth


2. LOST TO APATHY (DARK TRANQUILLITY COVER)

The unsaid tone of weak despair
Fail to resonate
Frayed ends of our binding
Threads will disintegrate

By laws our physiques state
Failure to communicate

None too sentient hear no,
See no, hear works its magic
Against all function

Ongoing choices the trials will end
Filter the nonsense and laugh at what's left
Indecision / nonvision
What matters taken away

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

So overcome with pointless tears
To test pain receptors
Nothing matters ever here
Put up a nonreaction

These eyes will never see
Covered up from reality

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

The unknown world that you deny
No priority
Cannot fail if you never start
How predictable
I want to know where did it end

For madness to start
Always the skeptic and never be part
Introvertive / nondescriptive
It matters not... Not

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile, weak
Soon the battle is over
Lost to apathy

Look at the shell that is you
Empty, fragile and weak
Now the battle is over
Lost to apathy


3. BULLET RIDE (IN FLAMES COVER)

Do you feel anything at all?
Do you hear steps at the door?
Do you reckon the smell of…?
It’s life, the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming
Turning twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that’s left

Do you wish to sleep?
Do you aim for the shadow?
Do you feel infected?
It’s life, the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming
Turning twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that’s left

It’s the cowardice that pulls you under
And takes you to the end, where it begins
Release, the world is waiting on your arrival
Close your eyes, as we witness another bullet ride

Do you know about atrocity?
Do you know that everybody’s gone?
Do you know that you’re on your own?
It’s life, the dark that binds you

Frightened by your own smell
Bitterness will run you through

Silent screaming
Turning twisting the alphabet
Frantic eyes
Awaiting the answer
Splinters of a poem
Fragments of what you used to be
Habitual and gullible
Run-down memoirs is all that’s left


4. FREE WILL SACRIFICE (AMON AMARTH COVER)

See them gathered on the plains now
See an army strong and vast
As long as one of us remains here
None of them will ever pass

Here they come so raise the shields high
Like wolves they show their teeth
None of us will ever yield now
To the scavengers beneath

We're outnumbered ten to one here
Still, I love the odds
We will sacrifice them one by one
Send them off to the gods

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die

Here they come ten thousand strong
Charging up the hill
This day will be both hard and long
They move in for the kill

Hold the line don't let it break
Use your sword and spear
A glory death, for all awaits
All who knows no fear

Hordes of men they hit the shields
Like waves they break away
We face our woven destiny
And we don't fear the grave

Soon we will be gone
A free will sacrifice
As free men we are born
And free we shall die