| Song | Ancient Verses |
| Artist | Aesma Daeva |
| Album | Dawn of the New Athens |
| 作曲 : Prassas | |
| Once there was myth and mystery | |
| Now we destroy our ancient verse, our history | |
| The eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me | |
| Dream a sinking ship in waters green | |
| Death down to fate | |
| My sacrifice, sorrow fathoms deep | |
| The vision of a golden country, it haunts me | |
| Dome of fragile glass: hunger to thieve | |
| Children shelter in paper arms, stolen refugees | |
| The torture to confess not to betray, Love Ministry | |
| Cold-hearted secrets lie mute in ice, no tongue to speak | |
| What's always been and always it shall be lost to lies | |
| These icy tongues of wordless thoughts | |
| They've never been and never they shall be |
| zuò qǔ : Prassas | |
| Once there was myth and mystery | |
| Now we destroy our ancient verse, our history | |
| The eyes of my comrades watching, they haunt me | |
| Dream a sinking ship in waters green | |
| Death down to fate | |
| My sacrifice, sorrow fathoms deep | |
| The vision of a golden country, it haunts me | |
| Dome of fragile glass: hunger to thieve | |
| Children shelter in paper arms, stolen refugees | |
| The torture to confess not to betray, Love Ministry | |
| Coldhearted secrets lie mute in ice, no tongue to speak | |
| What' s always been and always it shall be lost to lies | |
| These icy tongues of wordless thoughts | |
| They' ve never been and never they shall be |