| Song | Impending Embolism |
| Artist | Tourniquet |
| Album | Pathogenic Ocular Dissonance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| With fervid vocility we have perused | |
| Through centuries of countless bethumbed volumes | |
| Finding little solace for our plight | |
| With absolute bodily quiescence | |
| We have pondered | |
| While earthenware pots are shattered and scattered | |
| And hanging plants mournfully wilt and waste away | |
| Encrusted ghouls once loved and cherished | |
| Fortress and shield razed in absolute defeat | |
| Pining away in curious conflagration | |
| But this I call to mind and therefore | |
| I have hope... |