| Song | Like Statues In The Garden Of Dreaming |
| Artist | Arcana |
| Album | The New Light |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Behind the leafs | |
| I can see your face, so filled with pain. | |
| The wings of yours are of no use, thy fethers are now stone. | |
| Your hands are reached out for no good, thy hands can not feel warmth. | |
| Your mouth are opened, ready to scream. | |
| But then, can anyone hear you... |