Memories Of Devostated Corpses 
Open The Next Events Of It's Own 
Absolutly Bured Bones 
O Alcohol - Blasphemy, Alright... 
The Lifeless Layer Of My Thoughts 
Unexecepts The Crash Of That 
Temporary Holyness 
And Again - Extreme Productivity 
Of The Sholder Blades - Our Thrashing Machines 
I Am A Joner 
Making Wooden Dwellings 
For Their Remains - The Sours For 
Thrasing Machine 
Hunting The Material 
Pulling Out Their Frameworks 
I Am Increasing Productivity 
Of The Desecration By The Thrashing Machines 
Memories Are Endless 
And This Is The Fucking Ravishing Conveyor