| Song | Reap What You Sow |
| Artist | Converge |
| Album | Axe To Fall |
| My barren plan to be a better man | |
| Rots in abandoned fields | |
| These idle hands inherit spoiled lands | |
| As the hungry become the pigs | |
| We reap (and) we sow | |
| We mourn who we were | |
| Love what we lost | |
| In the grave of... (youth) | |
| Laying with lions to hide my grief | |
| From the beast that never sleeps | |
| Our tired hearts tear us apart | |
| Searching for the key | |
| Reap what we sow |