| Song | Distill (Watching The Swarm) |
| Artist | Neurosis |
| Album | Given To The Rising |
| A swarm devours the heart | |
| The seed burns where it lay build designs of none | |
| Roots have poisoned the clay | |
| A flame tongued blade | |
| Opens holes in the sky | |
| You stand holding the gate | |
| They've all drowned in the flood | |
| Sun-whitened bones | |
| In a landscape of hounds | |
| The bound shade a light | |
| To disperse the stars | |
| We watch, we watch | |
| It is of the moon | |
| It is all of the moon | |
| In this weather we must build fire | |
| Distill | |
| Break them all down | |
| Distill | |
| Fear them all apart |