| Song | My Agony, My Ecstasy |
| Artist | Novembers Doom |
| Album | Amid Its Hallowed Mirth |
| 作曲 : Kuhr, Nicholson | |
| Gorge in my darkness, for all to laugh at me. | |
| My undying love, that you hold in chains. | |
| Bound by reality, controlling my every thougt. | |
| Visions of your beauty, deep in my memory. | |
| Please try to forgive me. | |
| The pain always returns. | |
| Yesterdays smile is tomorrows tears. | |
| Oh God, What have | |
| I done? Our love together was strong. | |
| A bond between two souls. | |
| Lost within my slumber. | |
| Tonight I sleep alone. | |
| My mind no longer lusts, | |
| My heart no longer loves. | |
| Half my life is gone from me. | |
| A mistake | |
| I must endure. | |
| Containing my emotions, from time we spent alone. | |
| Surrender to my past, live with a false sense of pride. | |
| Every time | |
| I close my eyes | |
| I yearn the sweet scent of you | |
| Always remember the love we made and cherish | |
| It's silent beauty | |
| The softness of your touch, the warm glow of your skin | |
| Is in my every fantasy. | |
| Your velvet lips upon my neck will release my torture inside. |
| zuò qǔ : Kuhr, Nicholson | |
| Gorge in my darkness, for all to laugh at me. | |
| My undying love, that you hold in chains. | |
| Bound by reality, controlling my every thougt. | |
| Visions of your beauty, deep in my memory. | |
| Please try to forgive me. | |
| The pain always returns. | |
| Yesterdays smile is tomorrows tears. | |
| Oh God, What have | |
| I done? Our love together was strong. | |
| A bond between two souls. | |
| Lost within my slumber. | |
| Tonight I sleep alone. | |
| My mind no longer lusts, | |
| My heart no longer loves. | |
| Half my life is gone from me. | |
| A mistake | |
| I must endure. | |
| Containing my emotions, from time we spent alone. | |
| Surrender to my past, live with a false sense of pride. | |
| Every time | |
| I close my eyes | |
| I yearn the sweet scent of you | |
| Always remember the love we made and cherish | |
| It' s silent beauty | |
| The softness of your touch, the warm glow of your skin | |
| Is in my every fantasy. | |
| Your velvet lips upon my neck will release my torture inside. |