| Song | Dimming The Light |
| Artist | To Speak of Wolves |
| Album | Myself < Letting Go |
| 作曲 : To Speak of Wolves | |
| Come in a little close dear, listen to this tale | |
| About your brother next to you | |
| Why it is he failed | |
| I got a secret, I can't keep it inside | |
| So there's this secret | |
| I'm glad it isn't mine | |
| It's killing me to keep it in | |
| This burden isn't fair | |
| Listen to this story, mask it with a prayer | |
| Brother why is it you find? | |
| Is it your quest to tell? | |
| The troubles that haunt our closest kin | |
| Is time ours to sell? | |
| We tear apart the inside | |
| Working towards dividing our intentions | |
| Locking all our doors | |
| Whisper in my ear | |
| Voice your silence | |
| Who are we to judge? | |
| I see a painted portrait in the hallway | |
| All alone | |
| The light brightens its texture | |
| I see the artist's every stroke | |
| I close the curtains to dim the light, so the beauty fades away |
| zuò qǔ : To Speak of Wolves | |
| Come in a little close dear, listen to this tale | |
| About your brother next to you | |
| Why it is he failed | |
| I got a secret, I can' t keep it inside | |
| So there' s this secret | |
| I' m glad it isn' t mine | |
| It' s killing me to keep it in | |
| This burden isn' t fair | |
| Listen to this story, mask it with a prayer | |
| Brother why is it you find? | |
| Is it your quest to tell? | |
| The troubles that haunt our closest kin | |
| Is time ours to sell? | |
| We tear apart the inside | |
| Working towards dividing our intentions | |
| Locking all our doors | |
| Whisper in my ear | |
| Voice your silence | |
| Who are we to judge? | |
| I see a painted portrait in the hallway | |
| All alone | |
| The light brightens its texture | |
| I see the artist' s every stroke | |
| I close the curtains to dim the light, so the beauty fades away |