| 1. |
So Many Things I Still Have Yet to Say |
6:34 |
| 2. |
If I Could Incarnate This Feeling Would You Consider It a Creation |
1:17 |
| 3. |
Imperious Doppelganger of Tears, Playing Catch With Objectivity That Evades Ultimate Responsibility |
7:13 |
| 4. |
I Wonder If We Have Become Wiser Than Gods by Making Worse What Already Is |
2:34 |
| 5. |
This Trembling, No Longer Seems to Be the Axis at the Centre |
5:01 |
| 6. |
As Far as the Left Goes, It Is Starting to Look Red. What About the Right, I Wonder What Colour It Will Be |
5:01 |
| 7. |
In the Hollow Created Between the Eyebrows, What Offering Would Be Most Appropriate |
7:04 |
| 8. |
“Without Doubt”, an Attestation Written From That Time, Will No Longer Have Effect, Because the Wound Has Widened So Much |
4:20 |
| 9. |
I Have Embedded It Approximately 2 Minutes and 7 Seconds Into the 4th Song, in Order to Return Here Whenever I Wish |
9:03 |
| 10. |
Perhaps There Is No Need to Return |
6:59 |
| 11. |
Preparation Is Unnecessary From This Point On…, Leave Me Alone Some Time |
6:12 |
