Swimming On Black Wings Of Winds
I Am Flying Up In A Gravely Valley Of My Dream
I Am Falling In The Tub Full Of Blood
I Am Dreaming About Crying Portraits
I Can Not Die — This Night Is So Bright
I Can Not Cry — My Eyes Are So Dry
I Can Not Wait — My Blood Is Dying So Fast In My Black Heart
I Can Not Be Silent — The Sore In My Throath Is So Hot
The Scream Is Burning
The Dram About Crying Portraits