| Song | Run Amok |
| Artist | Thinking Plague |
| Album | In This Life |
| The hell bell | |
| rings up through | |
| boiling rotting caves | |
| the undiscovered spheres | |
| of any brain | |
| The bell hell | |
| rings up through | |
| boiling rotting veins | |
| the undiscovered spheres | |
| of my brain | |
| Certainly | |
| I am aware | |
| that it is day | |
| a day exactly | |
| like any other day | |
| Certainly | |
| I am aware | |
| that it is day | |
| still though... | |
| I am who I've been | |
| all a lifetime | |
| I'm still a stranger today | |
| Terrible wave | |
| shakes my body | |
| I watch myself | |
| in the mirror | |
| hoping something | |
| will save me | |
| my life | |
| but all I see | |
| is a face | |
| I don't know |