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.
Hollywood Ending / Sleater-Kinney
Hoarfrost / sonic youth
Lonely Ol Night / John Mellencamp
Reign of silence / Gods tower
Every Little Thing / Jeff Lynne
Rue Des Fusilles / Molodoi
Beautiful Boy (Darling Boy) / John Lennon
We Saw Jerrys Daughter / camper van beethoven
Rugged Stuff / Bahamadia
Ed Gein / macabre
Ace Frehley / Frontier Fucking Wives
