| Song | Eyes Of The Black Flame |
| Artist | Yearning |
| Album | Plaintive Scenes |
| Dead branches standing still | |
| So lifeless with no will | |
| To hide a reign of mournful sky | |
| With no light | |
| Sight is dead | |
| Fading away deep in our pain | |
| Speaking no more, knowing more | |
| Fading away, laughing today | |
| Crawling through waves ever face | |
| And everywhere | |
| I roam Is likely to be shown | |
| That Every silent moment cries | |
| Through these years and black flame | |
| And again the northern wind will blow | |
| Through hearts and fields where darkened heaven glows | |
| And the fire grows | |
| There eyes were made for me |