| Song | A Mask in the Mirror |
| Artist | Ved Buens Ende |
| Album | Those Who Caress the Pale |
| Carry me and throw me, into the waters that kept you and yours alive. .....and if that was fear..... | |
| I'd leave you with your doves. | |
| You'd want to eat the hand that hit you - | |
| And your dear pity me..... | |
| Slowly I bound you and your doves .....is it fear? | |
| I have spilled my tears how, | |
| I could have drowned you | |
| The dust and and you..... | |
| The Dreamking and | |
| I..... The flesh and the soil..... | |
| Is it fear.....? |