| Song | Towards the Oblivion of Dreams |
| Artist | Limbonic Art |
| Album | The Ultimate Death Worship |
| 作曲 : Limbonic Art | |
| Like a nomad, | |
| in the subconscious realms | |
| Of the beyond. | |
| The night is old, | |
| Yet I still seek peace. | |
| Restless drifting, | |
| The dark corridors | |
| In the unknown chambers of the mind. | |
| Where is the door, to the light of dreams. | |
| Total isolation. | |
| Land of desolation. | |
| Dreamless sleeping. | |
| Darkness reaping. | |
| Deeper into the night I go. | |
| Darker than ever are the pits below. | |
| Sculptures in stone. | |
| Dark protectors of sacred ground | |
| Only the pure may enter, | |
| Into the twilight zone. | |
| With the underworld | |
| Subconscious darkness I am allied | |
| Deeper aspects, forces of nature, | |
| Mind can now see the unseen. | |
| Ancient land hidden from man. | |
| An esoteric dream in the desert sand. | |
| Shimmering sparks in the darkness. | |
| As death overtakes the soul. | |
| Loose the body, and earthly conscience. | |
| The freedom of the spirit must be total. | |
| Firewinds in shapeless forms. | |
| Exploding light from new dimensions. | |
| I am it, and it is me. | |
| A phantom creature. | |
| In supremacy. |
| zuò qǔ : Limbonic Art | |
| Like a nomad, | |
| in the subconscious realms | |
| Of the beyond. | |
| The night is old, | |
| Yet I still seek peace. | |
| Restless drifting, | |
| The dark corridors | |
| In the unknown chambers of the mind. | |
| Where is the door, to the light of dreams. | |
| Total isolation. | |
| Land of desolation. | |
| Dreamless sleeping. | |
| Darkness reaping. | |
| Deeper into the night I go. | |
| Darker than ever are the pits below. | |
| Sculptures in stone. | |
| Dark protectors of sacred ground | |
| Only the pure may enter, | |
| Into the twilight zone. | |
| With the underworld | |
| Subconscious darkness I am allied | |
| Deeper aspects, forces of nature, | |
| Mind can now see the unseen. | |
| Ancient land hidden from man. | |
| An esoteric dream in the desert sand. | |
| Shimmering sparks in the darkness. | |
| As death overtakes the soul. | |
| Loose the body, and earthly conscience. | |
| The freedom of the spirit must be total. | |
| Firewinds in shapeless forms. | |
| Exploding light from new dimensions. | |
| I am it, and it is me. | |
| A phantom creature. | |
| In supremacy. |