Number of Lyrics in Album : 10
By Byzantine, A fabrication woven from a burning Bush
Sent thousands to expire
By Byzantine, I dreamt of heaven once
It was a calm cool and
By Byzantine, I rise above the human follies in my life
You'll see
By Byzantine, I fire my malice into the crowd
Dispersing empty shells onto
By Byzantine, Bruising minds burning thoughts over matter
Your knees hit soil you
By Byzantine, Many a man bear the scars of laboring to pay
By Byzantine, Witch hunt is over
Six lives are over
Look to the
By Byzantine, No religion persuades me but the religion inside of me
By Byzantine, You are removed from the future database
No genetic code shall
By Byzantine, Oh God I feel I have lost my flock
We are