| Song | Axis Mundi |
| Artist | Moonspell |
| Album | Alpha Noir |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Sandtime bled, die for the truth | |
| Drop of plague in the vein of the crowd | |
| One will be enough to suffocate | |
| The misery this world has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabeça sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A lâmina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Poison dart shot in the poor | |
| Seed of hope spilled by the sick | |
| Another lie will be enough to illuminate | |
| The misery the race has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabeça sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A lâmina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Equinox in every word | |
| Falling leaves in every soul | |
| In every word in every soul | |
| We're lost in a dying world |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Sandtime bled, die for the truth | |
| Drop of plague in the vein of the crowd | |
| One will be enough to suffocate | |
| The misery this world has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabe a sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A l mina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Poison dart shot in the poor | |
| Seed of hope spilled by the sick | |
| Another lie will be enough to illuminate | |
| The misery the race has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabe a sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A l mina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Equinox in every word | |
| Falling leaves in every soul | |
| In every word in every soul | |
| We' re lost in a dying world |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Sandtime bled, die for the truth | |
| Drop of plague in the vein of the crowd | |
| One will be enough to suffocate | |
| The misery this world has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabe a sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A l mina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Poison dart shot in the poor | |
| Seed of hope spilled by the sick | |
| Another lie will be enough to illuminate | |
| The misery the race has turned into | |
| Ergo a cabe a sim mas apenas para sentir | |
| A l mina fria que me beija a nuca | |
| Ipso Facto, Axis Mundi! | |
| Equinox in every word | |
| Falling leaves in every soul | |
| In every word in every soul | |
| We' re lost in a dying world |