| Song | Passing Moment Of Twilight Time |
| Artist | Catamenia |
| Album | Morning Crimson |
| Sometimes we forget, what has once been and all the beauty we have seen forlorn from our minds, now twisted or disguised what once gleames above the sky. | |
| December loves the lonely souls daughters and sons, that no one mourns belief in life as soon it begins... to fall. | |
| Time of darkness tears it down what is now buried down below |