Black on Black and So Much Class
Feed the Scenesters To the Lions
I Saw The Saturday Night Sky Over 195 Explode
If I've Said it Once I've Said it a Thousand Times, Pyrotechnics, Pyrotechnics, Pyrotechnics
I've Run Over Black Cats That Were Luckier Than Me
Remember When I Didn't Say What I Wanted to Say
Searching For a Reason to Carry On
Such Words Were Upon the Tongues of Demons
Unfulfilled Dreams Are a Burning Utopia
We Must (Deliberately) Bring Him Down From There