| Song | Olde Tyme Future |
| Artist | Fruupp |
| Album | Future Legends |
| 作曲 : McCuster | |
| Look up above. | |
| What's there to see. | |
| The walls of thine castle. | |
| Be gone, we are free. | |
| Look all around. | |
| Now what's there to say. | |
| Thank Christ for our spirit. | |
| We are born on this day. | |
| Strange habits of violence, | |
| Have come from the past. | |
| Gestures of hatred, | |
| Natives outcast. | |
| The olde tyme future | |
| Is crumbling at last. | |
| Now Ireland's the chooser, | |
| And Her's is the task. |
| zuò qǔ : McCuster | |
| Look up above. | |
| What' s there to see. | |
| The walls of thine castle. | |
| Be gone, we are free. | |
| Look all around. | |
| Now what' s there to say. | |
| Thank Christ for our spirit. | |
| We are born on this day. | |
| Strange habits of violence, | |
| Have come from the past. | |
| Gestures of hatred, | |
| Natives outcast. | |
| The olde tyme future | |
| Is crumbling at last. | |
| Now Ireland' s the chooser, | |
| And Her' s is the task. |