| Song | Mental Torments |
| Artist | Spheric Universe Experience |
| Album | Spheric Univers Experience |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Benaim, Colombo | |
| Part I: Solitude. | |
| Watch her dance | |
| As ashadow through the mirror | |
| Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
| Empty eyes | |
| In an unknown land we are standing | |
| In screaming pain we will dance too | |
| I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
| I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
| I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
| Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
| Look around you, nothing remains | |
| Only traces of cerebral strain | |
| Through the mirror there's nothing there | |
| Through the reason voice of despair | |
| No one can live forever more | |
| Infected by victims desires | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Calling (the one who's never come) | |
| Crying (for what you've never done) | |
| Falling (in love with whom you know) | |
| Bleeding (your spirit full of blood) | |
| There's a secret door | |
| Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
| These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
| Now you're just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
| Calling (the one who's never come) | |
| Crying (for what you've never done) | |
| Falling (in love with whom you know) | |
| Bleeding (your spirit full of blood) | |
| Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
| Liberty scream | |
| Is what I need | |
| To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
| Is it fiction or | |
| Reality | |
| I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
| Through the silence | |
| Of a winter night | |
| I'm walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
| Reminisnences | |
| Consume my mind | |
| Where the winds blow is where I'll die | |
| Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
| Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
| ~~Instrumental ~~ | |
| Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
| ~~Instrumental~~ |
| zuo qu : Benaim, Colombo | |
| Part I: Solitude. | |
| Watch her dance | |
| As ashadow through the mirror | |
| Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
| Empty eyes | |
| In an unknown land we are standing | |
| In screaming pain we will dance too | |
| I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
| I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
| I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
| Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
| Look around you, nothing remains | |
| Only traces of cerebral strain | |
| Through the mirror there' s nothing there | |
| Through the reason voice of despair | |
| No one can live forever more | |
| Infected by victims desires | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Calling the one who' s never come | |
| Crying for what you' ve never done | |
| Falling in love with whom you know | |
| Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
| There' s a secret door | |
| Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
| These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
| Now you' re just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
| Calling the one who' s never come | |
| Crying for what you' ve never done | |
| Falling in love with whom you know | |
| Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
| Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
| Liberty scream | |
| Is what I need | |
| To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
| Is it fiction or | |
| Reality | |
| I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
| Through the silence | |
| Of a winter night | |
| I' m walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
| Reminisnences | |
| Consume my mind | |
| Where the winds blow is where I' ll die | |
| Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
| Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
| Instrumental | |
| Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
| Instrumental |
| zuò qǔ : Benaim, Colombo | |
| Part I: Solitude. | |
| Watch her dance | |
| As ashadow through the mirror | |
| Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
| Empty eyes | |
| In an unknown land we are standing | |
| In screaming pain we will dance too | |
| I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
| I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
| I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
| Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
| Look around you, nothing remains | |
| Only traces of cerebral strain | |
| Through the mirror there' s nothing there | |
| Through the reason voice of despair | |
| No one can live forever more | |
| Infected by victims desires | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
| Calling the one who' s never come | |
| Crying for what you' ve never done | |
| Falling in love with whom you know | |
| Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
| There' s a secret door | |
| Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
| These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
| Now you' re just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
| Calling the one who' s never come | |
| Crying for what you' ve never done | |
| Falling in love with whom you know | |
| Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
| Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
| Liberty scream | |
| Is what I need | |
| To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
| Is it fiction or | |
| Reality | |
| I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
| Through the silence | |
| Of a winter night | |
| I' m walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
| Reminisnences | |
| Consume my mind | |
| Where the winds blow is where I' ll die | |
| Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
| Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
| Instrumental | |
| Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
| Instrumental |