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introit
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the voice inside your head
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scorpions from the sky (after sonja krefting)
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your face, a mask, stares back at you (for anna coleman ladd)
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purgatorio
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spells from artaud
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penitentiary
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the knives of angels
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dark hymnal
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the black rider
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so that these fiends could live off him
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frayed wires of a mechanical hound
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heavy judger of men (a mask, your face, stares back at you)
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harmonium
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until the darkness takes us
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