| Screaming | |
| A bone cracking | |
| Sky | |
| Turning to night | |
| Find Her | |
| (Be)fore she succeeds | |
| Lead us | |
| To your last book | |
| Signs | |
| Cabalistic | |
| Creature | |
| Watch her crouching | |
| Looking | |
| In emptiness | |
| Angel | |
| A Pretender | |
| The thing | |
| Can crush you | |
| Swallow | |
| Souls in a wink | |
| Circle | |
| The message out | |
| Dying | |
| She heard the voice | |
| I don't pray | |
| That seems so strange | |
| You'll never stop fighting | |
| I always trust in you my friend | |
| You step inside | |
| And now she's dead on the ground | |
| About to enter the dawn | |
| Dark age | |
| A blurry air | |
| Shockwave | |
| Propagating | |
| Howling | |
| As inhumane | |
| Light fault | |
| Tearing the sky | |
| And Now learn, the best of you'll stay | |
| You're still clinging, little man | |
| You're a few to push us away | |
| Sacrifice of our spectrum |