Benoît Pioulard - In-the-Vapor

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

Is in Its Clearest Form

Under the Break Arch

The Very Edge of Its Flame

And Relent

Whose Palms Create

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

So Etched in Memory

Initial B.P.

That Wounded Weathered

As Would a Weaver

Of Everything That Rhymes

An Image Apart from Ourselves

A Shade of Celadon

With No Advantage

Шоссе

Obsidian

Valovi

Захотел

Black Flag

Танец. Ключ к экстазу

Error Code (Hardcore)

RAW MINISTER

Hiya naaoula

Юра, мы всё проебали

Водка-пиво

Cornfield

Yoko

Savaş (The War)

When We Were Young