| Song | Dark City Dead Man |
| Artist | Cult of Luna |
| Album | Somewhere Along The Highway |
| When the streetlights fade. Warm rain like judgment descends. | |
| Their voice numbs me. Speaking words in a dead tongue. | |
| I have walked a road that lead me back to you. | |
| From a window our glances met. My true colours I cannot hide. | |
| The landscape has changed. You don't recognise me. | |
| These pictures slowly fade. Memories wither, they are all gone. | |
| Further down the steps get steeper. You haunt me in my dreams. | |
| I let go and fall deeper. This will be the end of me. |