| Song | The Franconian Woods in Winter's Silence |
| Artist | Empyrium |
| Album | A Retrospective |
| Wrapped in morning's silence | |
| Of December's tree | |
| Lonesome am I as I hear the raven's cry | |
| Grieving art the mourning songs | |
| Above the forest reigns tranquility | |
| Just ice cold winds whisper to me | |
| As if a velvet robe would wrap my bleeding heart | |
| One gentle breeze of these winds and grief falls apart | |
| A charm, like a dream, | |
| The franconian woods | |
| Enchant me, embrace me, | |
| Franconian woods | |
| Caught in infinity, | |
| In the vastness of countless trees | |
| Oh, what a purity, | |
| Lies in the sceneries | |
| Cursed for this winter hike | |
| I see the dawn, its fountain of light | |
| Morning glory ethereal night |
| Wrapped in morning' s silence | |
| Of December' s tree | |
| Lonesome am I as I hear the raven' s cry | |
| Grieving art the mourning songs | |
| Above the forest reigns tranquility | |
| Just ice cold winds whisper to me | |
| As if a velvet robe would wrap my bleeding heart | |
| One gentle breeze of these winds and grief falls apart | |
| A charm, like a dream, | |
| The franconian woods | |
| Enchant me, embrace me, | |
| Franconian woods | |
| Caught in infinity, | |
| In the vastness of countless trees | |
| Oh, what a purity, | |
| Lies in the sceneries | |
| Cursed for this winter hike | |
| I see the dawn, its fountain of light | |
| Morning glory ethereal night |