Spectre Horsemen, Pale With Dust

Construct Or Frequencies And White Noise

Devorado Por La Noche

Deconstruct Or Substructure Interlude

The Stars Gaze Back

Oh My God, It's Me. I'm Dead. I've Been Dead All the Time

Parched, He Lay Down In The Ceaseless Dunes

The Central Reservations Are Full of Bodies

Oh My God, It's Me. I'm Dead. I've Been Dead All The Time.

Reconstruct Or The Ascension Of Frequencies And White Noise

The Canary is Dead and the Entrance is Sealed