I swarm deserted away, like glass... Warm, and as fevers, I am as flame. I am death... For I, I weave our blasphemies... Wicthes painted me, Like the mysteries created me... Like where the poets breathe, I were woven into blasphemies.
Know Your Role / Method Man
Памяти отца / Александр Иванов
You Are The Sunshine of My Life / Frank Sinatra
Beyond the Walls / Dan Williams
Plastic Or Paper / Bobs
Into The Gates / Unlord
Broken Dreams / Gordon Lightfoot
High School Lows / Say Anything
The Little Drummer Boy / Linda Eder
The Joint / Epmd
Just For You / Charlie Louvin
