• Утаени шепоти
  
• Warcraft
  Wake up and look back to the old attic days, full with memories but not talking about anything prese...
• Morbid existence
  In the lonesome hours, when it hurts I breathe by violence, folded in silence I lost into discovered...
• Everything I need
  Don't promise me the Well, don't promise me the stars. I don't need of nothing more than to be with ...

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