| Song | Seven Dead Orchids |
| Artist | Enslavement of Beauty |
| Album | Megalomania |
| 作曲 : Myrholt, Tunheim | |
| The vortex of addiction is out of square there are imaginary catchwords everywhere | |
| The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania and we crave the spotlight | |
| An ephemeral prostitute in the centre of attention my deserted space needs another case of intervention celebrity is my speciality glamorised in fashion | |
| I am the mannequin to be | |
| Oh, sweet seventeen...her unblemished face clad in the tint of juvenile flesh seven dead orchids lay trampled and beguiled like the lust that died | |
| She sits astride | |
| The pictures my crayons painted xeroxed and airbrushed to fit admiration disguised in trivial pursuits animated to death... | |
| The vortex of addiction is out of square there are imaginary catchwords everywhere | |
| The ego-dolls reap the meadows of megalomania and we crave the spotlight... |
| zuò qǔ : Myrholt, Tunheim | |
| The vortex of addiction is out of square there are imaginary catchwords everywhere | |
| The egodolls reap the meadows of megalomania and we crave the spotlight | |
| An ephemeral prostitute in the centre of attention my deserted space needs another case of intervention celebrity is my speciality glamorised in fashion | |
| I am the mannequin to be | |
| Oh, sweet seventeen... her unblemished face clad in the tint of juvenile flesh seven dead orchids lay trampled and beguiled like the lust that died | |
| She sits astride | |
| The pictures my crayons painted xeroxed and airbrushed to fit admiration disguised in trivial pursuits animated to death... | |
| The vortex of addiction is out of square there are imaginary catchwords everywhere | |
| The egodolls reap the meadows of megalomania and we crave the spotlight... |