| Song | Closed Gates Of Hope |
| Artist | Catamenia |
| Album | Location: COLD |
| 作曲 : Catamenia | |
| Left alone to tragedies | |
| Staining the soul, undivine | |
| Things once dead came back alive | |
| Nothing ahead and ghosts behind | |
| I realize that I can?t escape | |
| There's no turning back | |
| My past will haunt me | |
| To the end of my life | |
| I saw myself before the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn't loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear | |
| Erase this scenery | |
| That I tremble before | |
| Everything left empty | |
| Dead skin holds the pieces inside | |
| I saw myself behind the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn't loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear | |
| Left alone to tragedies | |
| Staining the soul, undivine | |
| Things once dead came back alive | |
| Nothing ahead and ghosts behind | |
| I saw myself before the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn't loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear |
| zuò qǔ : Catamenia | |
| Left alone to tragedies | |
| Staining the soul, undivine | |
| Things once dead came back alive | |
| Nothing ahead and ghosts behind | |
| I realize that I can? t escape | |
| There' s no turning back | |
| My past will haunt me | |
| To the end of my life | |
| I saw myself before the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn' t loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear | |
| Erase this scenery | |
| That I tremble before | |
| Everything left empty | |
| Dead skin holds the pieces inside | |
| I saw myself behind the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn' t loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear | |
| Left alone to tragedies | |
| Staining the soul, undivine | |
| Things once dead came back alive | |
| Nothing ahead and ghosts behind | |
| I saw myself before the closed gates of hope | |
| We didn' t loose the faith, it lost us | |
| All streams of life have turned into dust | |
| We are left without any hope | |
| And we are standing without fear |