| Song | Cosmic Harmony |
| Artist | Gothica |
| Album | The Cliff of Suicide |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A gentle throb, a warm breath, | |
| The consciousness of travelling, | |
| Of the mysterious end | |
| Distinguish us from cold shadows. | |
| Mute voices in the universe, | |
| So different, so anonymous. | |
| Creators in the arts: | |
| Orphic, evocative spell. | |
| It's cosmic harmony which gets lost | |
| Into the infinite emptiness. |