| Song | Gallery Of Fear |
| Artist | Catamenia |
| Album | Location: COLD |
| 作曲 : Catamenia | |
| Wandering endlessly through the time | |
| To explore fear inside of me | |
| Neverending pain, neverending misery | |
| Still searching for more | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| My mind is full of sickness | |
| Seeking for the truth of pain | |
| Dimensions after dimensions | |
| Mind falling like vanishing rain | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| The more I search for answers | |
| The more addicted I get | |
| Trapped in my confused mind | |
| No way out from gallery of fear | |
| Like a fly in spider's web | |
| Waiting for the end to come | |
| Without salvation, without hope | |
| No way out from cold fear | |
| Die by illusions of unreal | |
| Which is veiled on words of lies | |
| Deceitful thoughts cross the line | |
| And kill remains of heedless | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| The more I search for answers | |
| The more addicted I get | |
| Trapped in my confused mind | |
| No way out from gallery of fear | |
| Like a fly in spider's web | |
| Waiting for the end to come | |
| Without salvation, without hope | |
| No way out from cold fear |
| zuò qǔ : Catamenia | |
| Wandering endlessly through the time | |
| To explore fear inside of me | |
| Neverending pain, neverending misery | |
| Still searching for more | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| My mind is full of sickness | |
| Seeking for the truth of pain | |
| Dimensions after dimensions | |
| Mind falling like vanishing rain | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| The more I search for answers | |
| The more addicted I get | |
| Trapped in my confused mind | |
| No way out from gallery of fear | |
| Like a fly in spider' s web | |
| Waiting for the end to come | |
| Without salvation, without hope | |
| No way out from cold fear | |
| Die by illusions of unreal | |
| Which is veiled on words of lies | |
| Deceitful thoughts cross the line | |
| And kill remains of heedless | |
| Observing, controlling, admiring the pure coldness | |
| The more I search for answers | |
| The more addicted I get | |
| Trapped in my confused mind | |
| No way out from gallery of fear | |
| Like a fly in spider' s web | |
| Waiting for the end to come | |
| Without salvation, without hope | |
| No way out from cold fear |