| Song | Fact Leaves Its Ghost |
| Artist | Converge |
| Album | Halo In A Haystack |
| I will not be part of your rusting machine, | |
| I will not burn as your fuel, | |
| You are the one drowning in your conviction, | |
| I am not host to them. | |
| You call it your right, | |
| I call it your weakness, | |
| The wound won＇t clot until the blood stops, | |
| It has to stop. |
| I will not be part of your rusting machine, | |
| I will not burn as your fuel, | |
| You are the one drowning in your conviction, | |
| I am not host to them. | |
| You call it your right, | |
| I call it your weakness, | |
| The wound won t clot until the blood stops, | |
| It has to stop. |