| Song | Epsilon |
| Artist | Benedictum |
| Album | Dominion |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m starved from the light | |
| I stumble in the dark | |
| Tormented by the things that I am not | |
| Reaching for some meaning to it all | |
| Storming the citadel | |
| I try to breach the walls of Epsilon | |
| Eyes that cannot see | |
| We are to believe | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide | |
| A sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Meeting resistance | |
| Close the window to the self | |
| Closing the vision that you’re really someone else | |
| Blowing like the wind as it passes through my hands | |
| Longing for the breath of life as it slips away like sand | |
| Try to harness the will and then | |
| False reality rears again | |
| Metaphysical contraband | |
| There are things I can’t understand | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings it back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide, a sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Epsilon | |
| Riding on the waves quantum time | |
| Epsilon | |
| There is no tranquility to find | |
| Epsilon | |
| Reaching for the far beyond | |
| Epsilon | |
| Where we touch the very face of God | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging like the ocean tide, the safest place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine |
| I' m starved from the light | |
| I stumble in the dark | |
| Tormented by the things that I am not | |
| Reaching for some meaning to it all | |
| Storming the citadel | |
| I try to breach the walls of Epsilon | |
| Eyes that cannot see | |
| We are to believe | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide | |
| A sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Meeting resistance | |
| Close the window to the self | |
| Closing the vision that you' re really someone else | |
| Blowing like the wind as it passes through my hands | |
| Longing for the breath of life as it slips away like sand | |
| Try to harness the will and then | |
| False reality rears again | |
| Metaphysical contraband | |
| There are things I can' t understand | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings it back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide, a sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Epsilon | |
| Riding on the waves quantum time | |
| Epsilon | |
| There is no tranquility to find | |
| Epsilon | |
| Reaching for the far beyond | |
| Epsilon | |
| Where we touch the very face of God | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging like the ocean tide, the safest place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine |
| I' m starved from the light | |
| I stumble in the dark | |
| Tormented by the things that I am not | |
| Reaching for some meaning to it all | |
| Storming the citadel | |
| I try to breach the walls of Epsilon | |
| Eyes that cannot see | |
| We are to believe | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide | |
| A sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Meeting resistance | |
| Close the window to the self | |
| Closing the vision that you' re really someone else | |
| Blowing like the wind as it passes through my hands | |
| Longing for the breath of life as it slips away like sand | |
| Try to harness the will and then | |
| False reality rears again | |
| Metaphysical contraband | |
| There are things I can' t understand | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings it back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging within me like a tide, a sacred place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine | |
| Epsilon | |
| Riding on the waves quantum time | |
| Epsilon | |
| There is no tranquility to find | |
| Epsilon | |
| Reaching for the far beyond | |
| Epsilon | |
| Where we touch the very face of God | |
| Breaking my will I forge the bond | |
| It brings us back to Epsilon | |
| The moon and sun and I are one | |
| I long to touch the face of God | |
| Raging like the ocean tide, the safest place within my mind | |
| Please take me back unto the time when we were so much closer to divine |