FATE Not only numbers COLD The frost is coming DRIVE Your heart is racing Its a dark bloody morning on the fourth day of March There's a body in the shadows of a moonbeam Can't you know how the happy ending spoils the suspense As the forest comes alive sharp and cruel Dane Jer Old Man You were much younger in a different land As I wake from my sleep There's a ribbon in a tree And I tell all my friends It is calling me So deformed now the day breaks And for love now your heart aches Don't let the old man beat me to my grave