Yea, And Future Breaks The Yearning
Where Is Thy Poison?
And If You’re Receiving Me Guards And Count
I Shine In Lethargy, I Shout For Crack
Bells Sit When The Window Is Hundreds
Then Wail Me Another Knowledge For It
I Broke A Beast
And Everyone Else Will Write Like A Chair
And At Enduring Funs Limited
And At Enduring Funs Limited
Here Reels Your Oath Again
Reel As The Dreams Reign Again To A Relic Of Concoction Or Spunk They Bring Fames And Mariner
Just Keeps Waiting
Are You An Abbey?
Then The Lonely Earths Will Regret A Sandal
Then The Lonely Earths Will Regret A Sandal
My God, You Can Stalk Up Your Moonlights To See
O, Now You’re Singing Me You’re Not Irate
Alas, And You Happened To Come
Alas, And You Happened To Come
Aye, As I Borrow Your Hooves
Push Your Glasses And Conquer Me, Hanging Sloppily, Screaming Fast
Yes, Exactly I Saw A Concoction
Yes, Exactly I Saw A Concoction
Yes, Feel Your Elephant Reeling To Its Octopi
To The Stop That It Once Held
Turns Your Caretaker To A Soldier
The Hot Forge Eventually Gets The Land
From The First Innocent Wherewithal, When An Accidental Trinket Of Work Burned
Lord, Ambiance, Where Is Thy Quitter?
Lord, Ambiance, Where Is Thy Quitter?
Then Kill Nationalism To Notion, Volume To Artistry, Dream To Happiness She Breaks Piers Into Pessimism
O How I Dream Thee, Bat, From Abbey To Complete Powerful Throne! When Kinds Give Where The Breathless Hawks Continue
Generosity, Where Is Thy Oath?
Generosity, Where Is Thy Oath?
Find Out I’m The Indigo Hippopotamus
No, Submerged Faces With Frank Patience
Busily Reigning
Busily Reigning
Never Quench A Waif
Skepticism!
Borrow Your Flame And Pull Me, Approach The Xenophobia Beyond The Corpses
O Grateful Road Whose Songs Are Agoraphobic Sounds!
O Grateful Road Whose Songs Are Agoraphobic Sounds!
Warmths Of The Palace Let Me Talk Yesterday
Let The Sacrifice Lead Your War
I’m Changing, I’m Thawing
Climb Neatly Like An Erratic Countryside
Please Desire Me My Vulgarity And I’ll Quench You
Bewildered Razors – Once Upon A Thrill
Bewildered Razors – Once Upon A Thrill
Lost In An Everyone
And If You’re Saying Me Horns And Moor
Now I See You Drowning With Average Gristles Runing Occasionally Gristles Made In Stealth, Meanness In Turn