Over And Over

They Keep Throwing Stones

We Will Not Break

The Black Wing Fly Alone

Rap Your Head

All Around This

Wake Up The Beast

Now It’s You He Can Kill Or Kiss

Where Were You When Heroes Were Falling

And Giants Were Born

Maker Of The Bull Maker Of The Horn

Father Of Pain Mother Of Heart Ache

You Will Not Prey Upon

Watcher Of The Weak Keeper Of The Strong

When The Dark

Turns Into Dawn

We Will Be Gone

They Sow The Seeds

Only For Vengeance Sake

And In The End

We All Loose More Than They Take

They Wear The Mark

To Cover Their Magazine

Like No One Knows

Where They Have Been

Where Were You When Heroes Were Falling

And Giants Were Born

Maker Of The Bull Maker Of The Horn

Father Of Pain Mother Of Heart Ache

You Will Not Prey Upon

Watcher Of The Weak Keeper Of The Strong

When The Dark

Turns Into Dawn

We Will Be Gone