| 1 | Dreams Of Elysia | 1:55 | ||
| 2 | Judas As Black Moth | 3:40 | ||
| 3 | Larkspur And Lazarus | 5:59 | ||
| 4 | A Gothic Love Song | 4:02 | ||
| 5 | Whilst The Night Rejoices Profound And Still | 4:53 | ||
| Vocals - Antony (3) | ||||
| 6 | A Sadness Song | 5:47 | ||
| 7 | All The World Makes Great Blood | 5:26 | ||
| 8 | Alone | 7:06 | ||
Sounds like a concert in front of ghosts. "The theatre is closed / and there is no applause." Imagine you were there, sitting in a corner like a small kitten, keeping quiet and silent... As if the slightest move would make those wild musicians run away from the stage. A second voice can soon be heard, almost unnoticeable, very far... Astonishing at the first listen ! But do not move yet, there are a few songs left to be heard... After those soft black pearls of huge beauty there is a weak version of A Sadness Song, too low paced perhaps, or sung with too much emphasis... Obviously we've heard this song so many times in so many different and beautiful ways... And Cashmore's guitar palying is far too different from Majah Elliott's piano. Same thing for the next track, until the piano rises back, bringing an incredible and inexplicable brightness in the song. Again, the disc gives a deep emotional impact. "All this world makes great blood", indeed.
The band closes the concert with an old hit, here revisited by the new crew. A droning guitar on repetitive piano chords, and Tibet who sings, alone.