| Song | Parasites of the unexplained |
| Artist | Darkane |
| Album | Expanding Senses |
| 作词 : Malmström, Wildoer | |
| Approaching the end of mass destruction | |
| Where countless lives fade away | |
| Receiving the dark shadow of disruption eternity has reached its final day | |
| Ending the misery full of remorse | |
| Absorbing the streams of hate inhaling directly from the source | |
| Arriving at the winter cold gate | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains [lead: Ideberg] | |
| Unexplored in a diminished sphere | |
| Searching a new way to fulfil it self secret wisdom in a labyrinth of fear | |
| Now exploding to organic hell | |
| No longer in charge of my destiny | |
| The future is dark as my soul | |
| The thoughts are growing with insanity | |
| I'm falling down a bottomless hole | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains | |
| Buried, my head in a wall | |
| Hearing the deamons call | |
| Scenting the evils breath | |
| Doomed to be tortured to death [lead: malmstrom] | |
| Approaching the end of mass destruction | |
| Where countless lives fade away | |
| Receiving the dark shadow of disruption eternity has reached its final day | |
| Ending the misery full of remorse | |
| Absorbing the streams of hate inhaling directly from the source | |
| Arriving at the winter cold gate | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains | |
| Buried, my head in a wall | |
| Hearing the deamons call | |
| Scenting the evils breath | |
| Doomed to be tortured to death |
| zuò cí : Malmstr m, Wildoer | |
| Approaching the end of mass destruction | |
| Where countless lives fade away | |
| Receiving the dark shadow of disruption eternity has reached its final day | |
| Ending the misery full of remorse | |
| Absorbing the streams of hate inhaling directly from the source | |
| Arriving at the winter cold gate | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains lead: Ideberg | |
| Unexplored in a diminished sphere | |
| Searching a new way to fulfil it self secret wisdom in a labyrinth of fear | |
| Now exploding to organic hell | |
| No longer in charge of my destiny | |
| The future is dark as my soul | |
| The thoughts are growing with insanity | |
| I' m falling down a bottomless hole | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains | |
| Buried, my head in a wall | |
| Hearing the deamons call | |
| Scenting the evils breath | |
| Doomed to be tortured to death lead: malmstrom | |
| Approaching the end of mass destruction | |
| Where countless lives fade away | |
| Receiving the dark shadow of disruption eternity has reached its final day | |
| Ending the misery full of remorse | |
| Absorbing the streams of hate inhaling directly from the source | |
| Arriving at the winter cold gate | |
| The blood in my powerful veins | |
| Spilled at unpromised domains | |
| Buried, my head in a wall | |
| Hearing the deamons call | |
| Scenting the evils breath | |
| Doomed to be tortured to death |