| Song | Foeman's Bride |
| Artist | Lyriel |
| Album | Paranoid Circus |
| Black like the rose | |
| That fell on the floor | |
| Near to your toes | |
| In days before | |
| Black like the night | |
| In her ivory tower | |
| In her darkest hour | |
| All words are so trite | |
| Kindred in mind | |
| Connate to the core | |
| Granded and blessed by his light | |
| So he must be the one to show me | |
| How to live and never die | |
| Oh my dear, it's time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You've become your foeman ́s bride | |
| The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness call | |
| Black like wet stones | |
| After a sudden rain | |
| Your tears bemoan | |
| The despair in vain | |
| Black is the colour | |
| Of my lover ́s eyes | |
| Black that ain't cover | |
| My time still runs dry | |
| Captured in mind | |
| Deprived of the marrow | |
| Enslaved and constrained by his light | |
| So now he is the one to show that | |
| Lover ́s eyes are black and they can lie! | |
| Oh my dear, it's time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You've become your foeman's bride | |
| The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness call | |
| Oh my dear, it's time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You've become your foeman's bride | |
| You've gone the highest way, you'll fall into disease | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness seize |
| Black like the rose | |
| That fell on the floor | |
| Near to your toes | |
| In days before | |
| Black like the night | |
| In her ivory tower | |
| In her darkest hour | |
| All words are so trite | |
| Kindred in mind | |
| Connate to the core | |
| Granded and blessed by his light | |
| So he must be the one to show me | |
| How to live and never die | |
| Oh my dear, it' s time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You' ve become your foeman s bride | |
| The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness call | |
| Black like wet stones | |
| After a sudden rain | |
| Your tears bemoan | |
| The despair in vain | |
| Black is the colour | |
| Of my lover s eyes | |
| Black that ain' t cover | |
| My time still runs dry | |
| Captured in mind | |
| Deprived of the marrow | |
| Enslaved and constrained by his light | |
| So now he is the one to show that | |
| Lover s eyes are black and they can lie! | |
| Oh my dear, it' s time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You' ve become your foeman' s bride | |
| The higher you will go, the deeper you can fall | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness call | |
| Oh my dear, it' s time to step aside | |
| Be aware! You' ve become your foeman' s bride | |
| You' ve gone the highest way, you' ll fall into disease | |
| So close your eyes and let the darkness seize |