| Song | Wicked Days |
| Artist | Android Lust |
| Album | Projekt 200 |
| Hey come away | |
| What see my eyes | |
| Ill thoughts on my mind | |
| These bitter days | |
| We move undercover | |
| As crowds deliver | |
| The crown to the foul and the dumb | |
| Day come again | |
| Pray save my son | |
| From the trench and the gun | |
| These wicked days | |
| The masses are cradled and fed | |
| They've long lost the use of their heads | |
| We are fading fast | |
| Our numbers are failing at last | |
| So let's kill the king once again | |
| Speak not again | |
| Know you my heart | |
| As we stand worlds apart | |
| These troubled days |