| Song | Antithesis |
| Artist | Cyanotic |
| Album | Transhuman 2.0 |
| Surround myself in the forming structures. | |
| Expanding sonance through the broken ground. | |
| I lose myself inside the waves of static. | |
| Immerse myself within the walls of sound. | |
| Dissonance is all | |
| I hear. Dissonance is all too clear. | |
| Hope is relapsing. | |
| Faith is regressing. | |
| The nails are driving into my cross. | |
| Iron wrench in the gears of progress. | |
| A present darkness washes over me. | |
| Force myself to replay all the scenes within my mind. | |
| Pointing fingers persecute the leaders of the |