| Song | The Land Under the Waves |
| Artist | Gothica |
| Album | Night Thoughts |
| Emptiness prevails | |
| Over my mind... | |
| I would deny myself, not think anything, | |
| Cast myself in the void, | |
| The wave, slipping fast into it, | |
| Slipping and then maybe living again | |
| In a meadow where there are | |
| Serene people around... | |
| They love me and dance | |
| Finally, there is a light. |