| Time elapsing | |
| Storm running out | |
| Sorrow less beauty | |
| Ready to doubt | |
| Stronger than ever | |
| Weak at the bone | |
| Hide from the open | |
| Turn into stone | |
| Underneath a freezing winter | |
| All alone | |
| Superficial friendly gesture | |
| Dead and gone | |
| Spend my days searching places | |
| To belong | |
| Stranded in a painful detour | |
| What went wrong? | |
| Massive agenda | |
| Shivering ground | |
| Building a castle | |
| Foundation unsound | |
| Never suspected this beauty to be | |
| Carving deeply into my stone | |
| Gathering round me, yet feelings dilate | |
| A new dimension of feeling alone | |
| Simple surroundings | |
| Complexity near | |
| Not what it seems like | |
| Covered in fear |