| Song | Part III - Counting Hours |
| Artist | Hypothermia |
| Album | Veins |
| Never felt such emptiness | |
| Never been so alone | |
| Always been by myself in this world | |
| Down deep down at the bottom | |
| At this endlessly dark pit | |
| Shaped with my bleeding fingers | |
| Torn apart, die trying getting out of this | |
| All the tears and blood was shed in vain | |
| Now crawling even deeper down | |
| Deeper down than I ever thought possible | |
| Left sleepless where days do not exist | |
| Only weeks and months of everlasting night | |
| Counting the hours... | |
| ...for an end to come |