| Song | The Burning Season |
| Artist | Faith & the Muse |
| Album | The Burning Season |
| 作曲 : Faith & the Muse | |
| 作词 : Monica Richards | |
| I'm having a weak moment A moment that may not end | |
| Lonely in my own skin | |
| Everything is changing Everything seems changed | |
| As if quietly replaced by something souless | |
| Burn It Down | |
| What happened to the spirit - with all its endless strength | |
| Did they swallow her up and put me in her place | |
| Did I grow within my shadow or simply melt around myself - | |
| The human put back on the shelf. | |
| Burn It Down | |
| (I have seen through the eyes of the opposition. | |
| The one who defines my failure | |
| At touching that place in the heart | |
| Where emotions bow their heads in wonder. | |
| (Effortless Oracle - Keeper of Mysteries.) | |
| You have encountered me, familiar with my immediacy: | |
| In a wisp of melody, a neglected phrase unexpectedly heartfelt... | |
| In this world I may tap you on the shoulder. | |
| Ignite | |
| Burning Down your Effigies | |
| Ignite | |
| Burning Down the Seems of Change | |
| I inhabit that one region where the mind enthralls and lulls the image | |
| Where my youth and life and bloom are forever fervent, | |
| Where my eyes ignite with existence, | |
| We are all of us a moment | |
| Our lives a simple sum |
| zuò qǔ : Faith the Muse | |
| zuò cí : Monica Richards | |
| I' m having a weak moment A moment that may not end | |
| Lonely in my own skin | |
| Everything is changing Everything seems changed | |
| As if quietly replaced by something souless | |
| Burn It Down | |
| What happened to the spirit with all its endless strength | |
| Did they swallow her up and put me in her place | |
| Did I grow within my shadow or simply melt around myself | |
| The human put back on the shelf. | |
| Burn It Down | |
| I have seen through the eyes of the opposition. | |
| The one who defines my failure | |
| At touching that place in the heart | |
| Where emotions bow their heads in wonder. | |
| Effortless Oracle Keeper of Mysteries. | |
| You have encountered me, familiar with my immediacy: | |
| In a wisp of melody, a neglected phrase unexpectedly heartfelt... | |
| In this world I may tap you on the shoulder. | |
| Ignite | |
| Burning Down your Effigies | |
| Ignite | |
| Burning Down the Seems of Change | |
| I inhabit that one region where the mind enthralls and lulls the image | |
| Where my youth and life and bloom are forever fervent, | |
| Where my eyes ignite with existence, | |
| We are all of us a moment | |
| Our lives a simple sum |