| Song | Sisyphean |
| Artist | The Fall of Every Season |
| Album | From Below |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Searched without his eyes, | |
| behind the sun. | |
| Kept wandering hopelessly. | |
| From time he could never run. | |
| Still this place had silence. | |
| His moment of warmth. | |
| This place, a mere mirror | |
| with filters he wished could last. | |
| The mirror always walked away. | |
| Regained sight was to come. | |
| Day's sleep was the only relief, | |
| but still he came treasureless home. |