I've watched them build upon these empty hearts. False hopes of lossless paradise. Gathering together the dead hearts beat as one. Stillborn comfort feeding lies Through the lies of self denial. Devided between a dissolute self And the sorrow of sincere devotion. What is it that you find peace in now? Where is your hope in this dark night? By aLiNe •
| 1. | Meaning in Tragedy |
| 2. | Confined |
| 3. | Losing Sight |
| 4. | The Darkest Nights |
| 5. | Empty Hearts |
| 6. | Reflection |
| 7. | Repeating Yesteday |
| 8. | Through Struggle |
| 9. | The Truth of My Perception |
| 10. | Control Is Dead |
| 11. | Morning Waits |
| 12. | Illusions |