Death, It Comes Soon My Love
Demons Play Dressed In Candlelight
Scarlet
A Dream Of Me Still Holding You
Beneath The Violet Sky
The
FRANTIC BRIDE BLEEDING
THE SEA HYPNOTIZED
A WORLD VOID OF MEANING
AN
Jesus And Me Been Playin' Some Chess
It Doesn't Matter Who
LITTLE GOTHIC
WON'T YOU MAKE ME CUM INSIDE
FISHNET STOCKINGS AND THAT
CROSS
DRINK THE DEVILS IN YOUR MIND
THEY'LL NEVER FIND
IT MAY BE
Someone's Laughing Somewhere
As The Saints Come Marching In
Pitter Patter, Split
Out past the garden gates
Where halloween still reigns
The moon as
BENEATH THE WILLOW TREE
SHE BECKONS ME DEEP INSIDE
AN AUTUMN'S CHILL
Annabell sits at her windowGazing at the autumn skyPrays that
This blood speaks of wisdomThis blood in which you batheThis
Clowns are a clappin,So little timeDaddy still wondersMommy still criesDoctrines
Emptiness will always beInto the void like all beforeNothing escapes
Reflections start to lieWhen the mirror knows too muchYesterday has
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