| Song | Austere |
| Artist | Ihsahn |
| Album | After |
| Black silhouette upon a darkened azure scenery. | |
| Cold hand receives this battered stone. | |
| This battered stone... | |
| Twilight caress the windswept features | |
| Unyielding shadow blacker still | |
| Its shadow blacker still. | |
| All the wise dead gaze on the horizon | |
| Into clouds as if contemplating where fire reborn. | |
| A fire reborn | |
| Black silhouette, its shadow blacker still. |