Bazahadar
Bazahadar — death arrives (in the form of your fondest memory) 02:02
Bazahadar — coiled breath (waiting) 03:16
Bazahadar — removal of dead flesh 10:55
Bazahadar — i have no mouth and i must scream 08:04
Bazahadar — empty sharp objects 07:51
Bazahadar — a declaration 03:52
Bazahadar — the weight of our ancestors 08:18
Bazahadar — everchanging shadow (for Silas) 09:41
Bazahadar — follow me deeper 06:31
Bazahadar — focalin 30mg daily for 11 years 06:08
Bazahadar — There Upon Alien Shores We Sat And Wept, As We Remember Jerusalem 06:20
Bazahadar — Dancing The Dabke Like Humming Fire Crackers 08:50
Bazahadar — Fashion Yourself A Whip Of Cords, And Prepare 09:50