| Song | With The Sun |
| Artist | Eucharist |
| Album | Mirrorworlds |
| World in flames, set ablaze by my own hands. | |
| With the sun, our burdens begone. | |
| Body and soul divorce, as fire and mind unite. | |
| With my tears your grief will drown, in thoughts of beauty bathed. | |
| In nakedness | |
| I bid farewell, and the blindness be gone... | |
| Body and soul divorce, as fire and mind unite. |