Surface Patterns

Front Line Assembly

On to

On to The Mindfield

Into

Into The Hole

Chemical

Chemical Cauldron

Location Still Unknown



Out of The Tunnel, Into The Light

World Destruction, Now Seems Right

A Barren Landscape of Burning Hell

Within OUr Dreams

We Feel The Spell



Watching

Watching Their Minds Blow

Sinking

Lower than Low

Hooded Mutations

Ride by Nights

Scouring The Earth

For Impure Life

They Seek They Search

And Will Destroy

Immoral Acts They Will Employ



Constricting

Freedom of Movement

Convulsing

Body in Pain



Stigmatized by The

Sound of Fear

The Land IS Full of Chemical Tears

Communication Has Broken Down

Exterminated Body Parts

On The Ground