| Song | Ascension Sickness |
| Artist | Abigail Williams |
| Album | Becoming |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Dark clouds cover the sky blocking the pale illusive moonlight. | |
| A false feeling of protection from that | |
| which obscures the perceptional reality. | |
| But am I not ready to see beyond the matrix | |
| and surrender to the magnificence | |
| of my own being and embrace immortality? | |
| Cold water lands upon my face drowning my thoughts | |
| and my flesh it does purify. | |
| Tonight we roam in absolute darkness, | |
| guided only by the light within. | |
| Radiating. |