| Song | The Passing |
| Artist | Tristania |
| Album | Rubicon |
| Feel, my hands are turning cold | |
| Time will fill this endless void | |
| As the fires light the sky | |
| At safe distance | |
| I see fear | |
| Chasing my deliverance | |
| I cross the burning | |
| Borderline | |
| I close my eyes | |
| But still | |
| I dare not sleep tonight | |
| This rhythm | |
| I pass onSee the land it’s carved upon | |
| See my fate for what it is | |
| In your eyes it’s a loss | |
| Or victory | |
| Facing my deliverance | |
| Across the border | |
| Fleeing my | |
| Affliction and | |
| My treason | |
| My sweet misery |
| Feel, my hands are turning cold | |
| Time will fill this endless void | |
| As the fires light the sky | |
| At safe distance | |
| I see fear | |
| Chasing my deliverance | |
| I cross the burning | |
| Borderline | |
| I close my eyes | |
| But still | |
| I dare not sleep tonight | |
| This rhythm | |
| I pass onSee the land it' s carved upon | |
| See my fate for what it is | |
| In your eyes it' s a loss | |
| Or victory | |
| Facing my deliverance | |
| Across the border | |
| Fleeing my | |
| Affliction and | |
| My treason | |
| My sweet misery |