| Song | Rocking Chairs And Shotguns |
| Artist | Mouth of the Architect |
| Album | Quietly |
| Can you feel it? | |
| The moment love left my body. | |
| Did you see it? | |
| When the light left my eyes. | |
| Can you feel it? | |
| The war growing in my blood. | |
| Your thin, pale hands stretch out crushing everything. | |
| You brought me to this. | |
| Crushing everything. | |
| Lay there and bleed my friend, lay there and bleed. | |
| I want to feel your body collapse. | |
| I want you to reach out and find nothing. | |
| I want to hear your last breath choking. | |
| Lay there and bleed my friend, lay there and bleed. |