| Song | Nebularium |
| Artist | Disarmonia Mundi |
| Album | Nebularium + The Restless Memoirs |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Our life is sometimes | |
| A story set in a game level, | |
| We never leave until the will dies | |
| If our credits were forever | |
| Forever… | |
| And now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander | |
| And I can’t believe | |
| Answer’s here | |
| In this silent shadow | |
| All’s silent in deepest freeze | |
| Flowing back I see | |
| The steps of my history | |
| And their immobility | |
| People flowing, looking on | |
| And never turn back | |
| Deepest dreaming hypnotized | |
| Our steps give rules to time | |
| Alone in a crowd, likes of me | |
| Shadows fight against shadows of time | |
| Alone in a room the end I can’t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone | |
| It follows near behind | |
| Alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries | |
| Millennium-old heart pulse | |
| Be my nebularium | |
| Save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look | |
| There’s a mirror behind | |
| An old man in the reflection | |
| The shadow is me |
| Our life is sometimes | |
| A story set in a game level, | |
| We never leave until the will dies | |
| If our credits were forever | |
| Forever | |
| And now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander | |
| And I can' t believe | |
| Answer' s here | |
| In this silent shadow | |
| All' s silent in deepest freeze | |
| Flowing back I see | |
| The steps of my history | |
| And their immobility | |
| People flowing, looking on | |
| And never turn back | |
| Deepest dreaming hypnotized | |
| Our steps give rules to time | |
| Alone in a crowd, likes of me | |
| Shadows fight against shadows of time | |
| Alone in a room the end I can' t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone | |
| It follows near behind | |
| Alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries | |
| Millenniumold heart pulse | |
| Be my nebularium | |
| Save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look | |
| There' s a mirror behind | |
| An old man in the reflection | |
| The shadow is me |
| Our life is sometimes | |
| A story set in a game level, | |
| We never leave until the will dies | |
| If our credits were forever | |
| Forever | |
| And now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander | |
| And I can' t believe | |
| Answer' s here | |
| In this silent shadow | |
| All' s silent in deepest freeze | |
| Flowing back I see | |
| The steps of my history | |
| And their immobility | |
| People flowing, looking on | |
| And never turn back | |
| Deepest dreaming hypnotized | |
| Our steps give rules to time | |
| Alone in a crowd, likes of me | |
| Shadows fight against shadows of time | |
| Alone in a room the end I can' t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone | |
| It follows near behind | |
| Alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries | |
| Millenniumold heart pulse | |
| Be my nebularium | |
| Save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look | |
| There' s a mirror behind | |
| An old man in the reflection | |
| The shadow is me |