For your time its written out. Work means nothing by itself. These days are numbered, I can tell. Until the crash I`ll write you down. Selection kills the old. Selection breathes on its own. Sing while you can. Now, while you can.
Oilarchy / Bad Religion
Have Fun / beautiful south
Je Ne Suis Pas Un Hйros / Johnny Hallyday
Sum 41What Were All About / Various Artists
In Mourning / Metal Church
Circle of Tyrants / Necro
Little Tin Soldier / Barbra Streisand
Fly / Moxy FrГјvous
Фантазия на тему древнего города / Алина Симонова
Son`s Thoughts / Omnium Gatherum
Dreaming Of Love / Spain
