Xanthochroid - To Souls Distant and Dreaming

Of Gods Bereft of Grace

Of Aching Empty Pain

Of Strength and the Lust for Power

To Lost and Ancient Gardens

Of Gods Bereft of Grace

In Deep and Wooded Forests of My Youth

Toward Truth and Reconciliation

The Sound Which Has No Name

Through Chains That Drag Us Downward

The Sound of a Glinting Blade

To Higher Climes Where Few Might Stand

Through Caverns Old and Yawning

Reveal Your Shape O Formless One

Walk with Me O Winged Mother

Make It Easy

Hayat Şaşırtır!

Indlela

Savaş (The War)

Mocha

Wave#2 (Boots Movement)

get him back!

Why Won't You Love Me

Да пошёл ты нахуй, ёбаный Серёга

Юра, мы всё проебали

What I Might Do

Kya Bolti Tu

Black Flag

Wotcha Gonna Do

Muntu wami