| Song | Sybil |
| Artist | Ataraxia |
| Album | La Malédiction D'Ondine |
| I ran away from the black church on fire golden and silver trees falling on me their leaves just like tears of mercy | |
| I reached the lake whose waters changed into ice they tried to bury me as a violet light took me a wild scream skinned inside | |
| I looked around, myriads myriads of mirrows all my images went out of their glass showing me their hands a red cross stamped with blood | |
| I was the victim of a sacrifice they tried to bury me as a violet light took me a wild scream skinned inside |