| Song | Torture by Roses |
| Artist | Death in June |
| Album | The World That Summer |
| Lost the will? | |
| A germ in foreign blood | |
| A glimmer of the past | |
| Power and misery | |
| Pathetic whore | |
| To the ignorance of life | |
| This is the best | |
| It will ever be | |
| Think of the things | |
| That will never be | |
| Sorrow, the empty well? | |
| Hollow and useless | |
| Consume to the inside | |
| Something I will not hide | |
| My love wilts on | |
| My comrade in tragedy | |
| This is the best | |
| It will ever be | |
| Think of the things | |
| That will never be | |
| Your image is burnt | |
| You are dead | |
| You are nothing | |
| Yes, I love you |