For my money, Keiji Haino/Nijiumu - Era Of Sad Wings is the ultimate sleep album. Can't count how many times I've drifted off to that. As a result, although I love it, I'm only actually really familiar with the first half of the album...
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The toothaches got worse, she dreamed of disembodied voices from whose malignance there was no appeal, the soft dusk of mirrors out of which something was about to walk, and empty rooms that waited for her. Your gynaecologist has no test for what she was pregnant with.
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