Trashing the Beauty

Set My Urgency 
In Dreams You Come to Me 
Jesus Was My Son 
Was Not For You, If Not For You

Passion Frailty 
I See It More Romantically, Tonight 
What's the Body Wich You Want to Live Trough 
Your Soul to God, Your Flesh For Me

Trashing the Beauty

We Should Meet Sometime 
On An Never Ending Strike 
Do You Think We'll Ever Meet 
For Real

One Last Frozen Glance 
In Tender Bloodshot Embrace 
I See the Struggle, I See the Struggle 
I See Her Dying On Becoming Alive

Trashing the Beauty