Lyrics:

Scrambled To Buried Ideas
burnt, Barred And Dead
resembling Melting Snow
torched To A Wimp
mortified To A Marble Feast
bleak, Molted And Cold
degrading Desolate Despair
raised To A Creed

when Love Dies - When Love Dies

when Love Dies - The Angel Cries
we Are God - You Are God
when Love Dies - The Angel Cries
i Am God - God Is New

rusted To An Iron Ruin
crude, Crossed And Dark
croaking Crumbling Brick
desolate To A Corpse
sardistic Tide Of Stench
spoilt, Scrubbed And Scourd
impaling Immortal Decay
putrefied To A Grave