It’s dusk. You’re way out in the desert under a creeping canopy of stars. Desperate for air, you think you’re finally in the clear, and then the serpents come out of nowhere again. The only way out is to charm them, trick them, make them eat your dust. You summon every poisoned fiber of your being to do the job...
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Composition/recording: JN
MADRIGAL - The Devil's Clang
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