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index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodScar. Scar. Can you feel my power?
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodOne shot and the world gets smaller.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodLet’s jump upon the sharp swords and cut away our smiles.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodWithout the threat of death there’s no reason to live at all.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodEach thing i show you is a piece of my death.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodYour world is an ashtray, we burn and coil like cigarettes.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodShoot, shoot, shoot, motherfucker.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodThe more you cry your ashes turn to mud.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodNo salvation, no forgiveness.
index.php » Трек » The Reflecting GodIt’s the nature of the leeches, the virgin’s feeling cheated.