You Are The SALT
In SICKNESS
I Am The WOUND
In SICKNESS And HEALTH
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"
Withering Surface - Black As I Lyrics
Withering Surface - Black As I Lyrics
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You Are The SALT
In SICKNESS
I Am The WOUND
In SICKNESS And HEALTH
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"
In SICKNESS
I Am The WOUND
In SICKNESS And HEALTH
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"