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.
Магия чисел / Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег)
Я все пойму сама / Света
U Don`t Know Me (Darkchild Remix) / Brandy
Lost The Plot (German) / newsboys
Giving Away A Miracle / Luba
First Family 4 Lif / M.O.P.
Frsche Weinen Nie / Die Schrders
Pistols, Power, Paper / Spice 1
Außenbordmotor / Die Kassierer
reach out ill be there / Four Tops
