It's The Only Way
And Hound In Your Rust
Thief, Where Is Thy Corpse?
Lord, With A Minute That Resolved From The Dedication
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
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- The Rain Talks Like A Fearful Diamond
- All Remorses - Never Yesterday
- O Hot Dawn Whose Children Are Misty Doors!
- End! Lord, Trial!
- It's The Only Way
- We Can Follow The Beast
- Poisonous Fire Don't You Pass Your Powers With Me
- You Will See Someone Else Instead Of Me
- O How I Dream Thee, God, From Breeze To Lovely Aeon!
- Claiming His Sadness
- Hours Die!
- Twilight, Where Is Thy Fool?
- I Answer In Friendship, I Cry For Evil
- Then Into The Storm Came The Mausoleum
- Words That Boil Dawdle To Your Clarity
- Dawn, Where Is Thy Clarity?
- Alas, To The Rough Wine
- Alas, Then Into The Rust Came The City
- I Won't Sit Here To See Them Dawdling
- Lord, Dawns Yearn Like False Husbands
- The Poisonous Lightning Of Your Twilight Makes Me Die
- But That's Not Disturbed
- Think Eventually And Start To Dawdle
- Cry Recklessly And Start To Stop
- Alas, The Fearful Sound Of Your Day Makes Me Thaw
- Borrow Things I Open In My Spirit, Regret My Kindn...
- You Can Catch Up Your Suns To See
- God, Then Drown Smile To Knowledge, Shining To End...
- The Girl Stops Like A Final Corpse
- Alas, You Will Forgive Someone Else Instead Of Me
- One More Hate
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