Sons Of Tomorrow (To Noah James)

I'll Die With No Friends And A Grin On My Face

Drink Til We Drop

The Words That We Have Chosen

I Live The Bad Life (You Make It Worse)

Is The Fact That I'm Trying To Do It, Doing It For You?

The Impatient Will Suffer

It's Myself Vs. Being a Man

Knowledge = Priceless

The Lost, The Sick, and The Sacred

Rose Among The Ashes

Tonight We Die Together

Your Walls...My Words

Touch Of Deception

Frail Dreams and Rude Awakenings

A Dark Place For Your Mind

Condemned

Room

Touch Of Redemption

The Lost, The Sick, The Sacred

Redemption