He is not mad
His thought is clearer than the saner man
For in her he saw beauty, overflowing through the tattered clothes
She was his queen
She is a queen
In dreams he wanders the dark, in search of her
Carry
Glisten
Carry
Dulcinea
Hym
Holy Tears
False Light
Llévame
From Sinking
Threshold Of Transformation
Syndic Calls
In Fiction
The Beginning And The End
Poison Eggs
Pequeña Y Fragil
Backlit
The Other
Gentle Time
Llévame
Ghost Key