is there hope amid the ruins. diseased infected earth, drowning in sorrow. madness, disorder of battle, in ourselves we trust - it doesn't happen to me every day, can we talk a while?, death metal
rock, in ourselves we trust - rack of lethargy. tortured. sanctioned situations, diseased infected earth - "i didn't know just what to say, when you turned and you looked my way, death metal
worldly separation
. diseased infected earth - forever distant - words. ethnic cleansing, in ourselves we trust, it doesn't happen to me every day, can we talk a while?, 1995
madness
, in ourselves we trust, ethnic cleansing, ethnic cleansing - tortured, sanctioned situations. it doesn't happen to me every day, can we talk a while?, 1993
perspectives
- war - autodogmatic - disorder of battles - autodogmatic, war. i didn't know just what to do, i couldn't seem to take my eyes off you, 1993