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Being Exemplary
If Born From This Soil
This Wake I Myself Have Stirred
Two And Twenty Misfortunes
To Suffer Fools
A Human Failing
The Bonds Of Those Who Have No Understanding Of Consequence
Be Winged
Four Earths
Linoleum
Orwell
Beliefs And Obsessions
Reach Beyond The Sun
Anesthesia
Favor
Chorus Of The Dissimilar
Monumental Graves
Misanthropy Pure
Beyond Man
I, Saturnine
We Who Finish Last
Scornful Of The Motives And Virtue Of Others
Willing Oneself To Forget What Cannot Otherwise Be Forgiven
Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams
A Profound Hatred Of Man
The Creation Ruin
Outside The Boundaries Of A Friend
Ending The Perpetual Tragedy
The Mean Spirits, Breathing
Whether To Cry Or Destroy
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A Human Failing
A Profound Hatred Of Man
Anesthesia
At Least A Plausible Case For Pessimism
Be Winged
Being Exemplary
Beliefs And Obsessions
Beyond Man
Cold Lord Quietus
Eating Bullets Of Acceptance
Ending The Perpetual Tragedy
Faithless Is He That Says Farewell When The Road Darkens
Favor
For The World
Four Earths
Given Flight By Demon's Wings
Chorus Of The Dissimilar
I, Saturnine
If A Mountain Be My Obstacle
If Born From This Soil
In The Mind And Marrow
Let Us At Last Praise The Colonizers Of Dreams
Linoleum
Love Is The Fall Of Every Man
Medicine To The Dead
Misanthropy Pure
Monumental Graves
My Heart Bleeds The Darkest Blood
Orwell
Outside The Boundaries Of A Friend
Reach Beyond The Sun
Scornful Of The Motives And Virtue Of Others
Set Your Body Ablaze
Solely Concentrating On The Negative Aspects Of Life
The Bonds Of Those Who Have No Understanding Of Consequence
The Consummate Dragon
The Creation Ruin
The Mean Spirits, Breathing
This Song: For The True And Passionate Lovers Of Music
This Wake I Myself Have Stirred
To Bear The Brunt Of Many Blades
To Suffer Fools
Two And Twenty Misfortunes
We Who Finish Last
Whether To Cry Or Destroy
Willing Oneself To Forget What Cannot Otherwise Be Forgiven
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