Xanthochroid - Of Gods Bereft of Grace

Through Chains That Drag Us Downward

Walk with Me O Winged Mother

To Higher Climes Where Few Might Stand

Of Strength and the Lust for Power

Toward Truth and Reconciliation

In Deep and Wooded Forests of My Youth

The Sound of a Glinting Blade

Of Aching Empty Pain

Of Gods Bereft of Grace

Reveal Your Shape O Formless One

Through Caverns Old and Yawning

The Sound Which Has No Name

To Lost and Ancient Gardens

To Souls Distant and Dreaming

XO

O Little Town Of Bethlehem

Liquor

What I Might Do

Nasır

Twisted

Sabela

When We Were Young

Another Sad Love Song

Residuals

Да пошёл ты нахуй, ёбаный Серёга

Spending My Time With You

Mambotjie

Медуза

Doo Be Doo