One in the role is not a warrior. Loneliness on the web
Oil flows down like a waterfall and pollutes the planet
The road, the moon, the clouds – I will not be lonely
The Black Sea is a view from above, like a patch of plasticine
The start button is like an eye in the metal rim of a gear
Berries I do not know such an inscription in Sumerian about Satan
A girl with wings like a butterfly sits on a flower
The calm before the storm is not always a sign of trouble