| Song | Seed |
| Artist | Prototype |
| Album | Continuum |
| Learning to fly in skies | |
| That fail to persuade my soul | |
| Has shattered my mind | |
| So helpless | |
| I bleed Emptied nest of creativity | |
| The silence no longer my friend | |
| Or my seed | |
| Found myself holding on | |
| To something that was so untrue | |
| Trying to make up for all | |
| That was gone | |
| Reversing time and fighting the tide | |
| Impregnating fate with my pride | |
| I will not compromise |