Diploid
Albums
Everything Went Red
Is God Up There?
Mantra
EPs
Deterioration EP
Singles
Human
Songs
"Is God Up There?"
... and You Never Even Learned to Like Yourself
...And No One Suspected a Thing
...And You Never Even Learned to Like Yourself
...and no one suspected a thing
A Dark Hole
A Mountain of Charred Corpses
A Natural Death
A Problem with No Achievable Solution
Abominable Licentiousness
Acceptance
Active Shooter
Again
All You Will Have Is You and Your Pain
And No One Suspected a Thing
Anger
At Least Be Human
Back Alley Abortion
Bargaining
Barrels
Birth
Bottled Up
Breed and Fill the Emptiness
Candy Land
Chewing Pins
Constant Failure
Coping
Corrections
Daisy's Red Room
Death March
Denial Defensive
Denial
Depression
Diploid
Disease Carrier
Disphoria
Dissolve Myself
Doctor
Don't Blame Yourself
Doomed From the Start
Doomed from the Start
Dysphoria
Empathy
Empty Void
Everything Is Fine
Extinction
Failure to Deradicalise
Falling
False Repentant
Follow the Trails of Tape Into the Forest
Follow the Trails of Tape into the Forest
Ghost
Girl Hate
Glorify
God's Injunction
Grandiose Delusions
Growing, Learning
Hidden From the Sun
Hidden from the Sun
Hikikomori
Hikkomori
His Arms Bound
Home Sweet Home
Homicidal Art
I Can Feel Someone's Eyes On Me…
I Can Feel Someones Eyes on Me...
I Can No Longer Drag My Body Across This Earth
I Don't Remember Your Face Anymore
I Will Strike You Down
In Heaven
In the Toybox
Incognito
Incomplete Skyline
Intrusive
Is God Up There?
Is This the End?
Is This the End
It Was the Best of Times...
It's Not Safe
June 15th, 2015
Less
Lose Lose Simulation
Lose Lose Situation
M.K
Mantra
March 23rd, 2013
Me and My Numbers
Meaningless Existence
Mind Like Clouds, Yet It's Storming
Muselmann
No Current Present
No Funeral
Nocturnal
Nothing Left
On Going
One Day It Will End
One-Minute Cure
Pain
People Like Harley
People Like Hayley
Population Decline
Practice of Perishing
Preset
Punto
Re-Entry
Re-entry
Relapsing Exhaustion
Revive
Rotting
Sand Beneath My Skin
Scorched Earth
Scratching at the Walls
Seven Eleven
Severed
Silent Night
Skin Separation
South East
Stolen
Sudden Stop
Suffering Immense Pain Before Death
The Mother
The Narrator of Suicide
The Shifting
The World Is Overflowing with Sorrow
Ther Was Little to Drag Out
There Was Little to Drag Out
They Left Us All Behind
Thought Disorder
Trust the Process
Until I'm More
Vertical Chamber
Waiting Till the End of Time
Way too Long
Wuornos
You Can't See
You Matter More Than Anyone Else in History