| Song | Shred of Light, Pinch of Endless |
| Artist | Skepticism |
| Album | Farmakon |
| after a time in depths there is a crack in the pressure these shreds of light just a rope around my neck there days of hope a blade on my throat these signs of dawn just a route to my dusk these bounds that broke a prelude to my drowning this pinch of endless just a fragment of the forthcoming these hint of life just a gateway to oblivion |