Block up an exit of steam
I spread a carpet all over the world
I get fat and step over a graveyard of an aspect
An autobahn runs
Cubism of children
The times to reset confession
A legend named innocence
An adult recycles it
In an end of equality
If I bury a disk in a head
Me and you are trod
A record of wins and losses only for the third turns around
A high place be demanded
Bill comes from the sea
If I say that this is punishment
Whom should I demand a crime from?