| Song | Ill Will Future |
| Artist | The Stranded |
| Album | Survivalism Boulevard |
| Just another perfect day spent in labour | |
| Frantic ants and worms fading into black | |
| I can’t recognize the face staring in the mirror | |
| Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be | |
| I know – You are way to blind to care for | |
| And I know – You will never realize | |
| I want to know – When the tables gonna turn | |
| Can’t relate to the fact we’re fading away | |
| Can’t deceive these never-ending days | |
| Swirling into black | |
| So I cling to this madness calling my name | |
| And to see right through just look in my eyes | |
| Crawling into night | |
| Craving for a future that never comes | |
| Weak resistance and despair, all out frailties | |
| Always on the run never have enough | |
| Still corroding what I am forcing evolution | |
| Till the end of time, I’m supposed to burn |
| Just another perfect day spent in labour | |
| Frantic ants and worms fading into black | |
| I can' t recognize the face staring in the mirror | |
| Guess it should be me or what I was supposed to be | |
| I know You are way to blind to care for | |
| And I know You will never realize | |
| I want to know When the tables gonna turn | |
| Can' t relate to the fact we' re fading away | |
| Can' t deceive these neverending days | |
| Swirling into black | |
| So I cling to this madness calling my name | |
| And to see right through just look in my eyes | |
| Crawling into night | |
| Craving for a future that never comes | |
| Weak resistance and despair, all out frailties | |
| Always on the run never have enough | |
| Still corroding what I am forcing evolution | |
| Till the end of time, I' m supposed to burn |