| Song | Elegy Of Blood |
| Artist | Yearning |
| Album | Frore Meadow |
| Fallen from grace | |
| My soul's grown old | |
| Birds are dying as fading light draws last mourning beam | |
| Across the hillside | |
| Dark moors lay cold | |
| And quiet this night | |
| Blackbirds crying | |
| As freezing moon lays cruel deathly beams | |
| Through your minds eye | |
| Elegy of what these open wounds may bleed | |
| All alone with hatred growing unborn seed |