| Song | Loss |
| Artist | Madder Mortem |
| Album | Mercury |
| No one to trust or depend on no more | |
| Nothing is left of what | |
| I found before | |
| Tears of blood as | |
| I bury your name | |
| Easier to deal with anger and shame | |
| Cut the pleasure to the core | |
| Am I scared or are you bored | |
| Silently drifting, or on your shore | |
| Why is it and who can tell for sure | |
| Mouth made of sand and my heart made of stone | |
| Nothing to say and the hands left alone | |
| What did I do, did | |
| I hurt you sweet soul | |
| All that I wanted was warmth, now it’s cold | |
| Like forever, the rain keeps falling | |
| Down Like forever, it hurts | |
| Cut the pleasure to the core | |
| My loss |
| No one to trust or depend on no more | |
| Nothing is left of what | |
| I found before | |
| Tears of blood as | |
| I bury your name | |
| Easier to deal with anger and shame | |
| Cut the pleasure to the core | |
| Am I scared or are you bored | |
| Silently drifting, or on your shore | |
| Why is it and who can tell for sure | |
| Mouth made of sand and my heart made of stone | |
| Nothing to say and the hands left alone | |
| What did I do, did | |
| I hurt you sweet soul | |
| All that I wanted was warmth, now it' s cold | |
| Like forever, the rain keeps falling | |
| Down Like forever, it hurts | |
| Cut the pleasure to the core | |
| My loss |