What A Wicked Rain
These Tears That Fall In Mourning
What A Wicked Rain
This Fallout of Our Pride
Such A Wicked Rain
The Tears Of GOD, Fallen
What A Wicked Rain
The Sins Of All Mankind.
Could They Have Imagined?
Could They Really Have Known?
Was Their Sanity Questioned?
Were Their Hearts Turned To Stone?
Not That It Matters
The Past Is The Past
The Evil Today
is Sufficient To Last
The Demon Came Calling
In August
Though His Candle Was Lit
In July
The Captain Made Sure
That The Virgin Was Pure
So That Death Could Take
To The Sky
All The Blood You Spilled
In Anger
All The Tears That Fall
In Vain
Behold Your Child
Of Wonder
Your Prodigy Of Pain
The Darkest Dream
Of Madmen
Like Lightning in Their Veins
Child Of Evil Child Of Death
Science Gone Insane
In The Silence
After Thunder
Take A Look
If You Would Know
Behold The Tears Of GOD
In The Shattered Atoms Glow