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Death… Is Just the Beginning, Volume 7
Disc 1
01. Alone
02. What Doesn’t Die
03. Falling
04. Son of Evil
05. Hearts on Fire
06. Madness of Crowds
07. The Human Abstract
08. Vankina
09. Warriors of the World United
10. Mind Machine
11. Twelve Feet Fall
12. I Spit on Your Grave
13. Die on Command
14. Why Are We Here?
15. Asgård
16. Like Father Like Son
Disc 2
01. An Angel’s Funeral
02. Growing Hate
03. Protective Rage
04. Fuck the U. S. A.
05. Life Ending Path
06. No Questions
07. Burn in Hell
08. Rusmtsim
09. Nowhere to Run
10. One by One
11. Drifter
12. Inside the Material Flesh
13. The Will to Kill
14. Stengah
15. Manufacturing Greed
16. Machinery
17. Nunsense
18. Death Race
19. Seasoning the Obese
20. Natural Born Chaos
21. The Empire of the Pleasures of Flesh
Disc 3
01. Star-Maps of the Ancient Cosmographers
02. Suicide Rebellion
03. The Fallen
04. Flesh and the Power It Holds (live)
05. Mind Explosion
06. Payback
07. Open the Gates
08. Satans Generation
09. Taint of Shame
10. Cryin’ Clouds
11. Inner Sanctum
12. The Stain Remains
13. The Headless Horsemen
14. 18th Century Hellfire
15. Truth
16. The Bounty Hunter
17. Towards the Temples.. / Fall of the Iconoclast
Tear dimmed remembrance
In the womb of time
Breathe upon me
Possessed by the passion
Fate will set you free
Infertile
Chaste be the precious
When flesh is an enemy
Fair-weather man

Step aside from the way of a better man than you
So you fall at his feet he's the one who betrays you
It's the servant's devotion for the decay
Stand up

There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name

There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name

Why you feel so empty
And still have everything
It's fulfillment
I've got more companions
When I'm all alone
Flesh is fetching

Step aside from the way of a better man than you
So you fall at his feet he's the one who betrays you
It's the servant's devotion for the decay
Stand up

There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name

There are no flowers on your grave
There are no chains
There I keep chanting for the forgotten name

Step aside from the way of a better man than you
So you fall at his feet he's the one who betrays you
It's the servant's devotion for the decay
Stand up