| Song | Behold |
| Artist | Orphanage |
| Album | Inside |
| In the Southern woods of a kingdom so small. | |
| A little baby which was born with a caul. | |
| The legend said if a woman would bear. | |
| We'd granted fortune and release from despair. | |
| Behold the quest is complete. | |
| Good fortune will lead our way. | |
| Baptized the child will be ours for eternity. | |
| Who took my little boy just brought him into this world. | |
| God take good care of him. | |
| Oh thy please let him live. | |
| Whispering. | |
| I'm taking what's mine. | |
| Withering. | |
| You're my fortune sign. | |
| My mouth was filled with slaughter and pain. | |
| Our tribe took fortune and fame. | |
| In my eyes the flames. | |
| A sense of delight. | |
| We ride into the | |
| Violence and bloodshed. | |
| It doesn't feel right. | |
| I'm fooling myself in a way. | |
| Killing and raping. | |
| Their blood on my hands. | |
| Something inside is telling me | |
| I don't belong here. | |
| Behold the quest is complete. | |
| Good fortune will lead our way. | |
| Baptized the child will be ours for eternity. | |
| I took your little boy and brought him to my world. | |
| I take good care of him so you won't see him live. | |
| I miss my baby a child that was born. | |
| A mystery was here in my arms. | |
| Where is my baby | |
| I feel forlorn. | |
| This tragedy is tearing my heart. õ | |
| As years passed by | |
| I grew up from child to man. | |
| In my heart and my soul. | |
| My strength will frighten my friends and foe | |
| But my roots don't feel whole | |
| The lady who took care of me so well. | |
| Our resemblance had to break the spell. | |
| As I saw mother and her child. | |
| I can't believe you're still so undefiled. | |
| Waited many years to hold you in my arms | |
| I've lost and you've won. | |
| You may embrace your son. |
| In the Southern woods of a kingdom so small. | |
| A little baby which was born with a caul. | |
| The legend said if a woman would bear. | |
| We' d granted fortune and release from despair. | |
| Behold the quest is complete. | |
| Good fortune will lead our way. | |
| Baptized the child will be ours for eternity. | |
| Who took my little boy just brought him into this world. | |
| God take good care of him. | |
| Oh thy please let him live. | |
| Whispering. | |
| I' m taking what' s mine. | |
| Withering. | |
| You' re my fortune sign. | |
| My mouth was filled with slaughter and pain. | |
| Our tribe took fortune and fame. | |
| In my eyes the flames. | |
| A sense of delight. | |
| We ride into the | |
| Violence and bloodshed. | |
| It doesn' t feel right. | |
| I' m fooling myself in a way. | |
| Killing and raping. | |
| Their blood on my hands. | |
| Something inside is telling me | |
| I don' t belong here. | |
| Behold the quest is complete. | |
| Good fortune will lead our way. | |
| Baptized the child will be ours for eternity. | |
| I took your little boy and brought him to my world. | |
| I take good care of him so you won' t see him live. | |
| I miss my baby a child that was born. | |
| A mystery was here in my arms. | |
| Where is my baby | |
| I feel forlorn. | |
| This tragedy is tearing my heart. | |
| As years passed by | |
| I grew up from child to man. | |
| In my heart and my soul. | |
| My strength will frighten my friends and foe | |
| But my roots don' t feel whole | |
| The lady who took care of me so well. | |
| Our resemblance had to break the spell. | |
| As I saw mother and her child. | |
| I can' t believe you' re still so undefiled. | |
| Waited many years to hold you in my arms | |
| I' ve lost and you' ve won. | |
| You may embrace your son. |