| Song | Sculpt the Lives |
| Artist | Burst |
| Album | Prey on Life |
| 作曲 : Burst, Liverod, Rydberg | |
| Cold eyes of fire | |
| Talk to me | |
| Stillborn desire | |
| In the air | |
| I breathe | |
| In our wanton spirits | |
| I read Closure, | |
| Nauseating rites | |
| A face and heart | |
| I heed Unprecedented, | |
| In longing | |
| As we soar still higher | |
| As Icarus we'll plunge | |
| In longing manner we'll admire | |
| Into depths all unknown | |
| Soul and purpose set alight | |
| Over barren lands we've flown | |
| In transmission | |
| Morning thrives. |
| zuò qǔ : Burst, Liverod, Rydberg | |
| Cold eyes of fire | |
| Talk to me | |
| Stillborn desire | |
| In the air | |
| I breathe | |
| In our wanton spirits | |
| I read Closure, | |
| Nauseating rites | |
| A face and heart | |
| I heed Unprecedented, | |
| In longing | |
| As we soar still higher | |
| As Icarus we' ll plunge | |
| In longing manner we' ll admire | |
| Into depths all unknown | |
| Soul and purpose set alight | |
| Over barren lands we' ve flown | |
| In transmission | |
| Morning thrives. |