Album Name : The Nude Ballet
Release Date : 1998-11-02
Song Duration : 4:14
Withering Surface Black As I
The Music Ceases
As Your NOBLE Touch Pleases
Your PREDICTABLE Touch Ceases
As The Tirering Music Pleases
You Are The WATER
In SICKNESS
I Am The FLAME
In SICKNESS And Health
Maybe, I Want To Cherish
Your Sensual VIRGINITY
Maybe, I Want To Cherish
Your Sensual INABILITY
Maybe, You Ask Why
Why You Are, BLACK AS I
And Sorrow Fills The Moon
As I KISS HER Faithfully
And Shadows Fill The Room
As The BEAST Take Shape To Win
You're Black, You're Black
You're BLACK AS I
When Our THRILLS Cease
I Leave The World Behind
A DELIGHTFUL Feast I Wish
Oh, Lord, You Know I Tried
Like Blood, A SCENT In The Sun
So Special, Maybe THE ONLY ONE
And HER Flaming LIPS
Swallow My Endless Mess
And HER Lovely HEARTLESS Soul
I Soon Have Torn - IN TWO
"All black souls should look
for white elements in themselves"
