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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
A weeping procession moving through the snow
Silent pale faces, perceptible pain
Winter silence, terrible tranquility
Cold eyes starin' far away
Mirrors of mourning, nothing else
Blinded by grief they are everyone
Awaitin' your final way, watchin' the frozen pit
And see we've lost reality
Mirrors of mourning, nothing else
Blinded by grief they are everyone
Awaitin' your final way, watchin' the frozen pit
And see we've lost reality
A field of crystal tears
The downfall of Heaven, snow softly falls
Frozen tears from above
This bitter loss, an angel's funeral
A casket filled with beloved flesh
Cold as the world around
I can't believe what my eyes see
Through clouds of icy breath
No bird sings in dead trees
No sound fills the frozen air
I stand at the angel's tomb alone
A whole world ending to exist
Mirrors of mourning, nothing else
Blinded by grief they are everyone
Awaitin' your final way, watchin' the frozen pit
And see we've lost reality
A weeping procession moving through the snow
Silent pale faces, perceptible pain
Winter silence, a terrible tranquility
Cold eyes starin' far away