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When I sing, I slip into the microphone. Into that...

by Black Truffle

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0When I sing, I slip into the microphone. Into that void, I bring comrade "prayers", then, turning to face the outside, together we explode. Part I
0When I sing, I slip into the microphone. Into that void, I bring comrade "prayers", then, turning to face the outside, together we explode. Part II
0When I sing, I slip into the microphone. Into that void, I bring comrade "prayers", then, turning to face the outside, together we explode. Part III
04th Movement: The kotodama that attempts to take back all energy into itself

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56Three Lobed Recordings
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51Shelter Press
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50Black Sweat Records
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