| Song | Rex |
| Artist | Trance to the Sun |
| Album | Bloom Flowers, Bloom! |
| Me and you in a hover craft | |
| On our way to the end of the measured mass | |
| We are blood and dark light | |
| Come with us we're going to bed | |
| With ribs sticking out like a little starving dog… | |
| Forever | |
| Soft and delicious red as if blood was all over… | |
| Just like a little starving dog | |
| Doesn't it hurt when you realize the magnitude of what you've severed | |
| What's been lost and never will be found again |
| Me and you in a hover craft | |
| On our way to the end of the measured mass | |
| We are blood and dark light | |
| Come with us we' re going to bed | |
| With ribs sticking out like a little starving dog | |
| Forever | |
| Soft and delicious red as if blood was all over | |
| Just like a little starving dog | |
| Doesn' t it hurt when you realize the magnitude of what you' ve severed | |
| What' s been lost and never will be found again |