| Song | Magical Fix |
| Artist | Tristania |
| Album | Rubicon |
| I’ve been marooned in the mesh of the mind andthe flesh | |
| Misguided by bliss and seduced by the blessed | |
| The more I taste their chaste embrace | |
| I’m dying to leave | |
| I’ve been bruised by the | |
| Beast, kept opponentsappeased | |
| By keeping up the flame, now my soul is released | |
| It’s all arranged, my body stays | |
| And I’m in for a ride | |
| When I close my eyes for the last time | |
| Where the circle starts, when the bells chime | |
| Please don’t shed a tear for me | |
| I’ll be around | |
| Now I’m reversing the curse, | |
| I’m disclosing the cure | |
| Keep humming in my hearse and | |
| I know it for sure | |
| It’s time to cross the great divide | |
| So why access denied | |
| I’ve been framed by the fume of penultimate doom | |
| In a tomb with a view beneath flowers in bloom | |
| The less I think of how it stinks | |
| The more I’m alive | |
| The cure sublime | |
| Blew many minds to pieces | |
| First distant, moving closer, into universal recess | |
| The war supreme tore souls to shreds | |
| Among the living, dying, dead | |
| With a fiery fix you’ll live as before | |
| With a magical fix you’ll be begging for more |
| I' ve been marooned in the mesh of the mind andthe flesh | |
| Misguided by bliss and seduced by the blessed | |
| The more I taste their chaste embrace | |
| I' m dying to leave | |
| I' ve been bruised by the | |
| Beast, kept opponentsappeased | |
| By keeping up the flame, now my soul is released | |
| It' s all arranged, my body stays | |
| And I' m in for a ride | |
| When I close my eyes for the last time | |
| Where the circle starts, when the bells chime | |
| Please don' t shed a tear for me | |
| I' ll be around | |
| Now I' m reversing the curse, | |
| I' m disclosing the cure | |
| Keep humming in my hearse and | |
| I know it for sure | |
| It' s time to cross the great divide | |
| So why access denied | |
| I' ve been framed by the fume of penultimate doom | |
| In a tomb with a view beneath flowers in bloom | |
| The less I think of how it stinks | |
| The more I' m alive | |
| The cure sublime | |
| Blew many minds to pieces | |
| First distant, moving closer, into universal recess | |
| The war supreme tore souls to shreds | |
| Among the living, dying, dead | |
| With a fiery fix you' ll live as before | |
| With a magical fix you' ll be begging for more |