Something faintly emanating
Perfume and decay
Whispered lightly in the wind
That she had got away
Longing for the touch of something
Soft upon my face
I thought about her fingertips
And not her lack of grace
| 1 | Constantinople |
| 2 | Hello Skinny |
| 3 | Act Of Being Polite |
| 4 | Make Me Moo |
| 5 | Die In Terror |
| 6 | Santa Dog |
| 7 | Don't Be Cruel |
| 8 | Two Lips |
| 9 | Demons Dance Alone |
| 10 | Harry The Head |