| Song | Noonday Devil |
| Artist | Redemption |
| Album | This Mortal Coil |
| I swear this room is empty | |
| But I can hear the voice | |
| And eyes are crawling on me just like flies | |
| Calling into question | |
| Every thought and choice | |
| Telling me that all I know is lies | |
| Dejected and disgusted, | |
| I'm inclined to give it up | |
| What's the use? Why go on? It all means nothing | |
| I'm starting to think I've been deceived | |
| And there's no reason to believe | |
| And all has failed, there's no relief | |
| The tempting whispered thoughts of the Noonday Devil | |
| Am I beyond redemption? | |
| Sick beyond repair? | |
| Is all this just a futile exercise? | |
| If everything's a failure | |
| Then it's more than I can bear | |
| To stumble on in search of some false prize | |
| Tear me down, use me up | |
| Break my will, and watch me fall | |
| Wear me out, let me go - the flesh…the flesh is weak | |
| No! I refuse | |
| No! I can do this | |
| No! I will fortify my will | |
| Into an iron tower | |
| I'll put those thoughts out of my head | |
| I won't be given up for dead | |
| I'll focus on the road ahead | |
| Get behind me now | |
| Faith deserts us all sometimes | |
| And demons infiltrate our minds | |
| But I'm not gonna lose this time | |
| I'm gonna break the back of the noonday devil |
| I swear this room is empty | |
| But I can hear the voice | |
| And eyes are crawling on me just like flies | |
| Calling into question | |
| Every thought and choice | |
| Telling me that all I know is lies | |
| Dejected and disgusted, | |
| I' m inclined to give it up | |
| What' s the use? Why go on? It all means nothing | |
| I' m starting to think I' ve been deceived | |
| And there' s no reason to believe | |
| And all has failed, there' s no relief | |
| The tempting whispered thoughts of the Noonday Devil | |
| Am I beyond redemption? | |
| Sick beyond repair? | |
| Is all this just a futile exercise? | |
| If everything' s a failure | |
| Then it' s more than I can bear | |
| To stumble on in search of some false prize | |
| Tear me down, use me up | |
| Break my will, and watch me fall | |
| Wear me out, let me go the flesh the flesh is weak | |
| No! I refuse | |
| No! I can do this | |
| No! I will fortify my will | |
| Into an iron tower | |
| I' ll put those thoughts out of my head | |
| I won' t be given up for dead | |
| I' ll focus on the road ahead | |
| Get behind me now | |
| Faith deserts us all sometimes | |
| And demons infiltrate our minds | |
| But I' m not gonna lose this time | |
| I' m gonna break the back of the noonday devil |