Le sang versé ne sèche jamais (Spilt blood doesn't dry)
Убийца с того света
They had a choice, Kill or be Killed
They turned us all on... then they turned on each other
Когда толпа хочет тебя убить, есть только один способ скрыться
No witnesses, No feelings, No mercy...
When passion carries away naked bodies...
The Love, The Life, The Beginning of Mob Fashion