| Song | Her Orphaned Throne |
| Artist | Antichrisis |
| Album | Cantara Anachoreta |
| 作曲 : Moonshadow | |
| Destiny turned the page to another side in my book of life: "He who once was artless like a child had to face the blackest night!" | |
| While I was unaware, _ | |
| She_ must have silently faded away: "Whereas his shadow walks The Earh in restless search for _The_Queen!" | |
| As the cold begins to bite, in _ | |
| Nightmare's_ _realm_ | |
| I lie awake: "Fading voices calling back the years into time's deadly embrace!" | |
| Behind these delusive hills where gales ensnare a paralyzed sun: "In sombre distress he's entering the hall just to find _Her_Orphaned_Throne!" | |
| Broken and desperate before _ | |
| Her_ _Orphaned_ | |
| Throne_ Holding a dying sparraw in his hands | |
| His eyes full of tears had seen the wasted land | |
| Will _She_ ever come again? | |
| Ever come again? | |
| Suam sanclam ad sedern liceat me vobis sequi | |
| Si sanum me facere volueritis | |
| Suam sancta ad sedem, ad marin | |
| Si enim hoc loco versatus sim, periturus est | |
| Suam sanctam ad sedem liceat me vobis sequi | |
| Num hoc solo loco me _ | |
| Dea_ expectat | |
| Passion turned out to be a slip of the pen amongst the lines of fate: "All that was left in the end: Forgotten echoes in a dream!" | |
| For only a fool's solemnity might ignite the driftwood of my heart: "Still _My_Life_ shines on every move you make: Just call _My_Name_ and I'll be there!" | |
| So cranky and blind | |
| I did not see, rashness made me lose my own way: "Fragments of glass cutting through his veins: I shall save him from this pain!" | |
| Destiny turned the page to the final chapter in my book of life: "Awake see him lie in _Marah's_warm_embrace_ - I'm returning on _My_Throne_!" | |
| Broken and desperate... |
| zuò qǔ : Moonshadow | |
| Destiny turned the page to another side in my book of life: " He who once was artless like a child had to face the blackest night!" | |
| While I was unaware, _ | |
| She_ must have silently faded away: " Whereas his shadow walks The Earh in restless search for _The_Queen!" | |
| As the cold begins to bite, in _ | |
| Nightmare' s_ _realm_ | |
| I lie awake: " Fading voices calling back the years into time' s deadly embrace!" | |
| Behind these delusive hills where gales ensnare a paralyzed sun: " In sombre distress he' s entering the hall just to find _Her_Orphaned_Throne!" | |
| Broken and desperate before _ | |
| Her_ _Orphaned_ | |
| Throne_ Holding a dying sparraw in his hands | |
| His eyes full of tears had seen the wasted land | |
| Will _She_ ever come again? | |
| Ever come again? | |
| Suam sanclam ad sedern liceat me vobis sequi | |
| Si sanum me facere volueritis | |
| Suam sancta ad sedem, ad marin | |
| Si enim hoc loco versatus sim, periturus est | |
| Suam sanctam ad sedem liceat me vobis sequi | |
| Num hoc solo loco me _ | |
| Dea_ expectat | |
| Passion turned out to be a slip of the pen amongst the lines of fate: " All that was left in the end: Forgotten echoes in a dream!" | |
| For only a fool' s solemnity might ignite the driftwood of my heart: " Still _My_Life_ shines on every move you make: Just call _My_Name_ and I' ll be there!" | |
| So cranky and blind | |
| I did not see, rashness made me lose my own way: " Fragments of glass cutting through his veins: I shall save him from this pain!" | |
| Destiny turned the page to the final chapter in my book of life: " Awake see him lie in _Marah' s_warm_embrace_ I' m returning on _My_Throne_!" | |
| Broken and desperate... |