Xanthochroid - The Sound Which Has No Name

Of Strength and the Lust for Power

Through Chains That Drag Us Downward

Through Caverns Old and Yawning

Of Aching Empty Pain

In Deep and Wooded Forests of My Youth

The Sound of a Glinting Blade

To Higher Climes Where Few Might Stand

Of Gods Bereft of Grace

Reveal Your Shape O Formless One

To Souls Distant and Dreaming

Toward Truth and Reconciliation

Walk with Me O Winged Mother

Of Gods Bereft of Grace

To Lost and Ancient Gardens

Hayat Şaşırtır!

Nothing

Make It Easy

Hallucinations

What I Might Do

Trap Or Die

Hayat Şaşırtır!

Юра, мы всё проебали

Ezinye

When We Were Young

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get him back!

Raf

Another Sad Love Song

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