Birch Of Many Wisdoms

Side A: Winter

Side B: Funeral

I Dream Of Waking Up To A Good Day

***Inside The Stomach Of A Raccoon With Tiny Feet

Tonight We Shall Fall Asleep To Songs About Leaving

**Me, My Frail Fingers And You

A Wood, A Forest, A Salt Of Iodic Acid

A Clap For The Whore Of Alcoppli

You Can Immolate All Those Oxen, You Can Sacrifice So Many Sheep

Farewell, I'm On Fire