| 1 | The Bellringer Will Come Forth - Wrinkled Like Autumn Earth - And Pull The Long Legs Of Hanged Men Like A Rope | 5:35 | ||
| 2 | Under The Lost-In-Thought Grave Of Clouds - Over Leaves Like Bloody Tears | 6:34 | ||
| 3 | Arks Carry The Heads Of Decapitated Moons To The Other Shore | 4:34 | ||
| 4 | Wings Torn From Ravens Line The Streets Where The Dead Walk | 8:16 | ||
| 5 | Into Autumn I Flow Smaller With Every Step Into Fields Sown With Specters - Onto Columns Of Dead Paeans | 9:00 |