This, I remember now
All the feelings that I have
felt during the whole year
All come back
Do you feel the same
And I will burn
Waiting for a smile
Or any mark of feeling
Then we will be here
Then we will be
I will make you feel
The smell of the whip
And your skin
Will ask for more and more
Star map and destiny
You and your feelings
Then we will burn
So, we will be drawn eternally
I Hear Voices but They Aren't Saying a Thing
The Death of a Sad Old Man
There Is No Light At the End of the Tunnel
I Left Tears In My Thoughts
There Is 666 Trees In My Forest
I'll Go for a Walk On My Grave
I'll Go for Another Walk On My Grave
The Smell of the Whip
Anthology
Dying On a Bed of Roses
Funeral March
She's Waiting for Me Behind a Tree
Absolute Zero
Sharp Edged Iron Trees
Laments Waltz
The Song of Despair
I Want to Die Alone
Eternity Is Not Product by Time
Virgins Are Buried Wearing a wedding dress
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