| Song | Mother Pandora |
| Artist | Lux Occulta |
| Album | The Mother and the Enemy |
| White headed wisemen decipher your scars | |
| Trying to read between the layers | |
| Hold me tight, break my spine | |
| Put me back into | |
| Hell of your womb | |
| Let me suck your festering wounds | |
| I’ll grow strong on pus and blood | |
| For I am the first and the last | |
| I am the honored one and the scorned one | |
| I am the whore and the holy one | |
| I am the wife and the virgin | |
| I am the mother and the daughter | |
| I am the members of my mother | |
| The crown and the scepter of living cells | |
| Pitiful regalia “ | |
| Love surrounds us all” | |
| Thus spoke her dead majesty | |
| I am she whose wedding is great | |
| And I have not taken a husband | |
| I am the midwife and she who does not bear | |
| I am the solace of my labor pains | |
| I am the bride and the bridegroom | |
| And it is my husband who begot me | |
| I am the mother of my father and the sister of my husband | |
| And he is my offspring | |
| Selfish bitch, mother paranoia | |
| Cannot live without your poisonous milk | |
| Cannot live without your lethal caress | |
| Life is a cancer | |
| Unnatural state | |
| Kiss me, cure me | |
| Mother death |
| White headed wisemen decipher your scars | |
| Trying to read between the layers | |
| Hold me tight, break my spine | |
| Put me back into | |
| Hell of your womb | |
| Let me suck your festering wounds | |
| I' ll grow strong on pus and blood | |
| For I am the first and the last | |
| I am the honored one and the scorned one | |
| I am the whore and the holy one | |
| I am the wife and the virgin | |
| I am the mother and the daughter | |
| I am the members of my mother | |
| The crown and the scepter of living cells | |
| Pitiful regalia " | |
| Love surrounds us all" | |
| Thus spoke her dead majesty | |
| I am she whose wedding is great | |
| And I have not taken a husband | |
| I am the midwife and she who does not bear | |
| I am the solace of my labor pains | |
| I am the bride and the bridegroom | |
| And it is my husband who begot me | |
| I am the mother of my father and the sister of my husband | |
| And he is my offspring | |
| Selfish bitch, mother paranoia | |
| Cannot live without your poisonous milk | |
| Cannot live without your lethal caress | |
| Life is a cancer | |
| Unnatural state | |
| Kiss me, cure me | |
| Mother death |