| Song | The Surrounding Darkness |
| Artist | Summon |
| Album | And The Blood Runs Black |
| 作曲 : O'Niel, Summon, Xaphan | |
| Mark my words, Heed my pain | |
| Damnation calls. Crack like an avalance of thunder | |
| I heard a distant thought bearing through the night | |
| Of echoing shadows to come... | |
| Send my mind in a whirl, Beyond the cosmic void | |
| To gaze upon the specter of might... | |
| For I give you my anger, My unbestowing hate | |
| Eager to destroy your realms of logic | |
| I resound my echo cry of starless purity | |
| But nothing calls its descension... | |
| For I am the bringer of fire | |
| Erupting your domain | |
| Destroyer of all dreams of logic | |
| Blind past of centuries to come... | |
| Unbound, vengeance of hatred, destroy... | |
| Lurking through the darkness, nothing is sane | |
| This is my lie... insanity bind... | |
| For I am the one who stands alone and incandescent | |
| Bring me fire, the sacred entity to mass | |
| To reduce the standing purity | |
| To ashes of centuries | |
| Of dormant thoughts trapped in minimal minds | |
| Trapped in vain, lost in pain... |
| zuò qǔ : O' Niel, Summon, Xaphan | |
| Mark my words, Heed my pain | |
| Damnation calls. Crack like an avalance of thunder | |
| I heard a distant thought bearing through the night | |
| Of echoing shadows to come... | |
| Send my mind in a whirl, Beyond the cosmic void | |
| To gaze upon the specter of might... | |
| For I give you my anger, My unbestowing hate | |
| Eager to destroy your realms of logic | |
| I resound my echo cry of starless purity | |
| But nothing calls its descension... | |
| For I am the bringer of fire | |
| Erupting your domain | |
| Destroyer of all dreams of logic | |
| Blind past of centuries to come... | |
| Unbound, vengeance of hatred, destroy... | |
| Lurking through the darkness, nothing is sane | |
| This is my lie... insanity bind... | |
| For I am the one who stands alone and incandescent | |
| Bring me fire, the sacred entity to mass | |
| To reduce the standing purity | |
| To ashes of centuries | |
| Of dormant thoughts trapped in minimal minds | |
| Trapped in vain, lost in pain... |