Scott Walker Track Five
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it Cuts Out Your Likeness in Blood Circulations suspended Beneath A Release.
a Low Volume Force Feed lower Than Pity slips Across Under The Heart and Your Hostage Rewinding from Every Eclipse rolls In The Voltage run-Off Rain On His Lips.
we Chew Up The Blackness to Some High Sleep travel A Faster Silence.
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pain Sonics Eternities all Through Themoves.
a First Communication tears Loose Undelivered and Swims Unassigned in Your Dimmed Latitudes.
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