| Song | Only Death Can Save Us Now |
| Artist | The Stranded |
| Album | Survivalism Boulevard |
| Entrance to the sheer process | |
| Of stripping the memories from your mind | |
| Through loss and understanding | |
| Realize you’re just a product of your time | |
| Nothing more than a drone | |
| Stranded, perpetually lost | |
| There is nothing sacred in this world | |
| And nothing’s what I am for you | |
| Still condemned to fight all my battles alone | |
| I can’t rely or repent | |
| For only death can save us now | |
| A gruesome trail of grief | |
| Sedated by the fear of loss and greed | |
| Never lasting, never knowing | |
| Through jaded eyes I see myself dead | |
| What has been lost cannot be restored |
| Entrance to the sheer process | |
| Of stripping the memories from your mind | |
| Through loss and understanding | |
| Realize you' re just a product of your time | |
| Nothing more than a drone | |
| Stranded, perpetually lost | |
| There is nothing sacred in this world | |
| And nothing' s what I am for you | |
| Still condemned to fight all my battles alone | |
| I can' t rely or repent | |
| For only death can save us now | |
| A gruesome trail of grief | |
| Sedated by the fear of loss and greed | |
| Never lasting, never knowing | |
| Through jaded eyes I see myself dead | |
| What has been lost cannot be restored |