| Song | Breathe Out |
| Artist | Lux Occulta |
| Album | The Mother and the Enemy |
| This the last hour of the carnival | |
| I dance, I dance though it hurts | |
| Hangman’s rope suits well | |
| Every gentleman | |
| Madam, you look charming | |
| In the necklace of blood | |
| People say there’s a day after | |
| Every night | |
| People say there’s sun | |
| Behind these clouds | |
| What a relief | |
| I’ll drink to that | |
| Pour me a glass of poisoned |
| This the last hour of the carnival | |
| I dance, I dance though it hurts | |
| Hangman' s rope suits well | |
| Every gentleman | |
| Madam, you look charming | |
| In the necklace of blood | |
| People say there' s a day after | |
| Every night | |
| People say there' s sun | |
| Behind these clouds | |
| What a relief | |
| I' ll drink to that | |
| Pour me a glass of poisoned |