| Song | E.-dead-Motion |
| Artist | Diary of Dreams |
| Album | Psychoma |
| Long, lost faces jump off fences | |
| Taste the fall on bloody lips | |
| Sit up, bend down | |
| Connect the masses | |
| Grounded, reduced to soil | |
| But still it's up to you! | |
| Feel, fake - reject my touch | |
| Shiver, shake - don't trust my language | |
| But still it's up to you! | |
| How can you cope with rare conditions | |
| That you've caused by yourself | |
| Never try to understand me! | |
| Never try to face my faces! |