| Song | Terminal |
| Artist | Globus |
| Album | Break From This World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Goodbye Earth, hello Moon | |
| Fancy meeting you so soon | |
| I'm taking leave, taking flight | |
| Leave the universe in light | |
| Goodbye Sun, hello Void | |
| Strap me to this asteroid | |
| Shoot me far, throw me deep | |
| Let me find the golden sleep | |
| One million black holes in my head | |
| Swiss cheese brain, those cells are dead | |
| No carbon matter goes to waste | |
| I'll dissipate in endless space | |
| Lost my hair, shed my skin | |
| Look just like a skeleton | |
| Numb to pain, no appetite | |
| Nothing ever felt so right | |
| Close my eyes, drift away | |
| Past the walls, across the bay | |
| I'll take some friends, hurl them ahead | |
| This ward could use the empty beds |
| Goodbye Earth, hello Moon | |
| Fancy meeting you so soon | |
| I' m taking leave, taking flight | |
| Leave the universe in light | |
| Goodbye Sun, hello Void | |
| Strap me to this asteroid | |
| Shoot me far, throw me deep | |
| Let me find the golden sleep | |
| One million black holes in my head | |
| Swiss cheese brain, those cells are dead | |
| No carbon matter goes to waste | |
| I' ll dissipate in endless space | |
| Lost my hair, shed my skin | |
| Look just like a skeleton | |
| Numb to pain, no appetite | |
| Nothing ever felt so right | |
| Close my eyes, drift away | |
| Past the walls, across the bay | |
| I' ll take some friends, hurl them ahead | |
| This ward could use the empty beds |
| Goodbye Earth, hello Moon | |
| Fancy meeting you so soon | |
| I' m taking leave, taking flight | |
| Leave the universe in light | |
| Goodbye Sun, hello Void | |
| Strap me to this asteroid | |
| Shoot me far, throw me deep | |
| Let me find the golden sleep | |
| One million black holes in my head | |
| Swiss cheese brain, those cells are dead | |
| No carbon matter goes to waste | |
| I' ll dissipate in endless space | |
| Lost my hair, shed my skin | |
| Look just like a skeleton | |
| Numb to pain, no appetite | |
| Nothing ever felt so right | |
| Close my eyes, drift away | |
| Past the walls, across the bay | |
| I' ll take some friends, hurl them ahead | |
| This ward could use the empty beds |