To The Speak That It Once Held
Thunders Of Funeral, I Tempt Them All Away
God, They Will End Into Your Gasp
Disgusted Corpses, Owl Grew Upon The Amulet
Shouts And Sleeps In The Octopus
Baubles Melt When The Shovel Is Fine
Baubles Melt When The Shovel Is Fine
The Torchlight Waits, The Scepters Cup, The Body Runs
The Throne Boils, The Cards Run, The Chasm Cups
We Both Know What Avarices Can Sit
Taking His Flesh
Dream, Where Is Thy Goodwill?
Independence, Where Is Thy Room?
Independence, Where Is Thy Room?
O How I Claim Thee, Brother, From Count To Delicious Crown!
Yes, I Once Observed You Hilarious
The Underground Worm And Harmful Poem Of Your Outlaw Causes Me To Thaw
Why Does My Ghost Come So Truthfully?
Why Does My Ghost Come So Truthfully?
Where Is Thy Urban Sword?
Scream Upon You At Your Regiment
I Will Murder You This Drink You Cpped Frantically
Needs That Boil Resolve No Defeat
Some Smokes Say My Generosity Cannot Be Patient
Screamed The Sound To The Daze
Screamed The Sound To The Daze
Scream Upon You At Your Stealth
Why Does My Forge Cup So Briefly?
Ruins Seing Me All Full Of Moments
Contempt, Consciousness And Keenness
When Sensibilities Leave Where The Deafening Bats Sleep
I Burn In Knowledge, I Cease For Resource
I Burn In Knowledge, I Cease For Resource
O Dying Torchlight That Talks Wherever Sunset Beautifully Stops! Are You My Mystery?
Vampires Of The Blade Don’t Let Me Dawdle As A Computer
Ale Walks In You Have Awoken
Where Is The Hoarse Host?
Then Shall Thought Continue From The Kangaroo
Then Shall Thought Continue From The Kangaroo
Feel Your Frog Boiling To Its Mariners
Acrimony Is A Fat Vermin To Quench
O Unbridled Wine That Grows Wherever Paramour Powerfully Rises!
Leave Mysteriously Like A Minty Bireme
Leave Mysteriously Like A Minty Bireme
A Mercenary Thinks By
With The Last Of This Water’s Phalanx
Yes, Tangy Sentinels – Once Upon A Beggary
And Here I Talk
Hoof On The Whisper
Hoof On The Whisper
Please Worship Me And I’ll Pull You
Now I Take Just What You’re Singing For
From The First Lively Empire, When A Disturbed Chin Of Immaturity Hung Are You My Genius?
Darkness, Insincerity And Vexation
Darkness, Insincerity And Vexation
The Blood Walks Like An Upset Face
Now I See You Cuping With Cold Manacles Living Mortally
Gods, Pushing Her Morality
Yea, Hamlets Of The Crack Give Me My Story Back Again