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+..psych folk +..psyche sludge +..dark music about and against a darkening world The Perilous Fight - Vol. 2: We the People by Seawind of Battery + Graniittisutra by NOLLA + Build Yourself A Shrine And Pray by BRUXA MARIA I Keep falling, Blind side, I keep falling, I lost my mind. When you’re scared, You hold my hand, And we dared, To free from our thought And understand. As we dare To faulter, flounder, All aware, We fall for our lives, All risk is higher, All risk is higher. How I fear, How I fear, How I fear, How I fear for the heathens. How I fear for the heathens, the false and the weakened.

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