[Bonus Track] То and fro The fear spreads to confuse us all. Thin senseless shadows step across the silent groan of d**h. Hatred is their mourning star, their guiding light. The oppressed ignite the spark in which flames the old empires will burn and die. We’re the ones who burn. We’re the cannon fodder. We’re the ones who suffer from this new world disorder. Stare into terror eyes!