| Song | Rise To Midden |
| Artist | Intronaut |
| Album | Void |
| Derange the scale of trust | |
| With this animated prevarication | |
| That once passed for happiness | |
| Degenerate into character | |
| The clearest of all intentions | |
| Words drawn out | |
| Unfiltered | |
| A perception | |
| Untainted by logic | |
| We are such low things | |
| With null for a name | |
| And while we quietly become | |
| Imperceptible... | |
| We are such low things | |
| With null for a name | |
| The inner monologue exposed | |
| But this curtain is drawn closed |