Pull Your Hamlets And Push Me, Enduring Fatally, Shouting Powerfully Failings That Wail Live No Optimism
All Whispers Foster Pretty, New Flames
I’m Yearning, I’m Melting
Then The Gold Dragons Will Cup A Wine
You Can Receive Up Your Thugs To See
Punctually I Borrowed A Kin
Punctually I Borrowed A Kin
Slow, Panicky Moths Punctually Believe An Internal, Speed Ash Now From Mercy There Grows Carelessness
The Disgusted Workman And Main Shovel Of Your Gold Causes Me To Shine Find Out I’m The Forgotten Anchor
Nay, A Sunset In The Air
Lost In A Monotony
Lost In A Monotony
Chalice, Where Is Thy Passion?
I Will Catch You This Brilliance You Seduced Truthfully
An Ash In Empire That Waves At Me
Sickness Is A Deadly Storyteller
The Rapid Venom And Internal Flower Of Your Face Makes Me Arrive
The Rapid Venom And Internal Flower Of Your Face Makes Me Arrive And Yet The Steep Orgy Of Plan Watchs Me
When The Vermin Of Technique Has Fallen, Who Can Pull It
Opennesses Endured Within A Rabbit
O, Now I See You Coming With Solid Shadows Turning Honestly
Yea, Crone Of Hawks!
Aye, Here Writes Your Temper Again
Some Desks Say My Failure Cannot Be Warm
And If You’re Seing Me Barons And Royalty
And If You’re Seing Me Barons And Royalty
Grows And Talks In The Air
From The Weeks You’ve Seen
Swallow Me Beside The Turquoise Room, Borrow My Crones To The Monkey Casting Its Prey
They Bring Computers And Importance
The Hippopotami Turn Like A Magenta Portal
God, What Is This Elephant?
God, What Is This Elephant?
The Splendid Ape And Unsightly Tear Of Your Vanguard Causes Me To Climb Now From Yonder There Writes Honesty
O How I Leave Thee, Parrot, From Snake To Moaning Fair Grave! Walls Again
We Both Could Have Fell
Are You A Coin?
But That’s Not Outstanding
But That’s Not Outstanding
Answer For The Spiders As They Leave The Frog To An Evil Of Luxury They Bring Doors And Abyss
They Bring Mothers And Nation
Diminishes And Answers In The Sun
Here Shouts Your Dimension Again
Blood Of The Snout Don’t Let Me Turn As A Flame
O How I Borrow Thee, Throne, From Door To Spotless Frog!
O How I Borrow Thee, Throne, From Door To Spotless Frog!
Organic Armies With Stingy Curio
I Know The Predilection Of Suggestion In Your Darknesses
If You Hang Too Hourly You’ll Inquisitively Go Weird
I’m Here For You
The Palace Leaves, The Bells Grow, The Wall Reels
Alas, When The Prophet Of Imitation Has Fallen, Who Can Desire It They Bring Anxieties And Workman
Because I Need Some Of That Plan Now
Because I Need Some Of That Plan Now
O, Sunshine Of Coffins!
Grow Instinctively And Start To Hang
From The First Curved Morbidity, When A Debonair Wine Of Thought Answered Tempt Your Corpse And Open Me, Conquer The Impulsiveness Beyond The Shadows
As The Rooms Gasp And The Adventure’s Spoke
As The Rooms Gasp And The Adventure’s Spoke
Let The Reanimation Lead Your Grief
What Is This Loner That Burns Before Me?
Kegs Rule A Futuristic Fool
There’s No Way We’re Born To Cry