- Беги по волнам
- Паганини -каприз 24 . Гитара.
- Алехин - Пусть ничего не будет
- Technical trans
- маленькая штучка
- We Are The People Fleeing The Skies
- Ночь. Поёт А. Галлицкий
- Nothing else matters
- Wut Will Nicht Sterben (Rammsteina)
- В натуре
I wish that I was like an angel With shining nimbus across my head I wish that I was innocent and fragile With heaven`s power in my hand I wish that I was blind and special And never known the lure in spells I wish that I was bending down and mashing Under the society machine But I`m a creep that`s serving darkness That brings the havoc to the hearts I`m not the saint, I`m bringing wildness My wings are black and fangs are white I`m never forcing, I`m in sadness But they are hunting for my fuck I`m lurking feelings and eyes` blackness But people like to watch my glance Nobody loves me, always wanting Nobody needs me when I`m there Nothing is real in lists of searching That I have written in my head But I believe that light will shine up In the infernal pits of soul And the hell`s wisdom will just go down Under the pressure of the love.