| Song | Storm of Terror |
| Artist | Tartaros |
| Album | The Red Jewel |
| 作曲 : Grimloch | |
| Poisoned virtue... | |
| As a tornado who crawls deep in a vacuum | |
| Its wind becomes the rythms to a | |
| Symphonie of | |
| Chaos... Played on a breezy path of obscurity | |
| The endless strom of terror | |
| Is Twisting all nature into a demon | |
| As The marriage of heaven and hell | |
| To One grey poisoned garden with a labyrinth | |
| Where the ends got off into ecstasies... | |
| Then... A raving autumn shears | |
| Through some grim past years | |
| Closed eyelid crushes the gleam | |
| Into motions of a strange green stream | |
| High as the birds in the white of the air | |
| Whom the devils only can hear | |
| They are crying like painfully spirits | |
| As the terror is crawling within | |
| Dear shadows...- now you know it all | |
| Once again remaining a soul | |
| The wilderness comes aloud | |
| From the ended labyrinth who have been crowned | |
| Gained measures fireing the gleam | |
| To broken treasures who fades in a dream | |
| The endless storm of terror | |
| Please, let him crawl in their minds... |
| zuò qǔ : Grimloch | |
| Poisoned virtue... | |
| As a tornado who crawls deep in a vacuum | |
| Its wind becomes the rythms to a | |
| Symphonie of | |
| Chaos... Played on a breezy path of obscurity | |
| The endless strom of terror | |
| Is Twisting all nature into a demon | |
| As The marriage of heaven and hell | |
| To One grey poisoned garden with a labyrinth | |
| Where the ends got off into ecstasies... | |
| Then... A raving autumn shears | |
| Through some grim past years | |
| Closed eyelid crushes the gleam | |
| Into motions of a strange green stream | |
| High as the birds in the white of the air | |
| Whom the devils only can hear | |
| They are crying like painfully spirits | |
| As the terror is crawling within | |
| Dear shadows... now you know it all | |
| Once again remaining a soul | |
| The wilderness comes aloud | |
| From the ended labyrinth who have been crowned | |
| Gained measures fireing the gleam | |
| To broken treasures who fades in a dream | |
| The endless storm of terror | |
| Please, let him crawl in their minds... |