Whitechapel Lost Boy

Let My Tainted Blood Flow Through The Parallels Of Our Orphan Veins No Man Could Ever Understand The Depths Of Our Brain Take A Look At Yourself ...

Whitechapel A Bloodsoaked Symphony

But Again, We Are Men Craving Winter's End Wishing To Live Within Our Origin Again The Door To Immortality Is Shut I Can′t Take Much More Of ...

Whitechapel History is Silent

It′s Not Okay To Have A Knife In Your Chest And Still Be Able To Breathe When Will The Air Not Feel So Cold And I Dread December I Crave The ...

Whitechapel Anticure

I′m Sorry I Have To Let You Know They Don't Look At Us The Same Their Skin Is Burned, Their Mind Is Somewhere Else What Do You See That I Don't ...

Whitechapel To the Wolves

He Comes For What He Lost And He′ll Take Every Life Until He's Found Wipe Your Tears My Dear Sweet Elder Compulsion Is Inherited, Compassion ...

Whitechapel Without Us

Don't You Understand That We've Already Lost One Another Please Accept Reality So I Can Finally Be Free Where Will We Be In The Years To Come ...

Whitechapel Kin

We Never Had The Fear That We Were Losing Time Remember The Sound Of The Voice That Would Call Our Name A Sense Of Comfort Fell Upon Our Heart ...