| Song | Reindeer Age |
| Artist | Closure in Moscow |
| Album | First Temple |
| 作曲 : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
| I'm seeing their false perception | |
| With my true perception | |
| And he's my canary in their mine | |
| I was gonna tell everyone | |
| But you forced through, you left | |
| Through the eye of the sun | |
| I was gonna tell everyone | |
| You are such a clever devil | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I've seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands | |
| I've got to fornicate with these severed ties | |
| So long as there is no disease your prostitute has had | |
| She's sleeping in the steeple so to keep the penitent beds | |
| Fostering all my milestones like she'd shrug off with the shore | |
| Bearing the fruit of embellishment | |
| I've got to take it from her | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I've seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands | |
| Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell | |
| Forty thousand years of drippings and her eyes did swell | |
| Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell | |
| Forty thousand years of drippings and her eyes did swell | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I've seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands |
| zuò qǔ : Barrett, DeCinque, Kimber ... | |
| I' m seeing their false perception | |
| With my true perception | |
| And he' s my canary in their mine | |
| I was gonna tell everyone | |
| But you forced through, you left | |
| Through the eye of the sun | |
| I was gonna tell everyone | |
| You are such a clever devil | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I' ve seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands | |
| I' ve got to fornicate with these severed ties | |
| So long as there is no disease your prostitute has had | |
| She' s sleeping in the steeple so to keep the penitent beds | |
| Fostering all my milestones like she' d shrug off with the shore | |
| Bearing the fruit of embellishment | |
| I' ve got to take it from her | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I' ve seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands | |
| Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell | |
| Forty thousand years of drippings and her eyes did swell | |
| Pretty queen of my intrusion was about to yell | |
| Forty thousand years of drippings and her eyes did swell | |
| I felt space and time vibrate | |
| I' ve seen a glimpse | |
| A tracing overlapped emits the evidence | |
| So how do I transcend? | |
| The hinges on this door | |
| are much too heavy for my unanointed hands |