| Song | Distorted Angels |
| Artist | Archive |
| Album | Axiom |
| Winter is waking | |
| Calling on motion | |
| Fueling descending | |
| Falling unending | |
| Caught up in circles | |
| Distorted angels | |
| This place is crazy | |
| God it’s so cold | |
| I can see in your eyes | |
| A stone up in your hair | |
| You say when you’re mine | |
| Praying praying for | |
| With the sting | |
| Of your tears | |
| Burning through the ground | |
| There’s a fear in your eyes | |
| Ouh ouh ouh ouh ouhouhouh | |
| Enclose surrender | |
| Breaking is tender | |
| Sliding disfigured | |
| Driving that death drum into your heart | |
| Caught up in static dreams | |
| Distorted angels sing | |
| Why are you driving it into your heart? | |
| Cause you move through this world | |
| As a stone up in your hair | |
| And you hold in your hands | |
| Dying dying for | |
| A release from the tears | |
| That holds you to the ground | |
| Close the fear in your eyes | |
| wouh ouh ouh ouh ouh ouh | |
| Violence is crushing | |
| Rushing and played by | |
| A brutal obsession | |
| To shatter the buildings and throw out the line | |
| Caught up with angels | |
| Distorted angels | |
| This dream is fading now it is gone | |
| Cause you move from this world | |
| With a stone left in your hand | |
| You have in your eyes | |
| Searching searching for | |
| A feeling of the tears | |
| That burnt you to the ground | |
| There’s a fear | |
| There’s a fear |
| Winter is waking | |
| Calling on motion | |
| Fueling descending | |
| Falling unending | |
| Caught up in circles | |
| Distorted angels | |
| This place is crazy | |
| God it' s so cold | |
| I can see in your eyes | |
| A stone up in your hair | |
| You say when you' re mine | |
| Praying praying for | |
| With the sting | |
| Of your tears | |
| Burning through the ground | |
| There' s a fear in your eyes | |
| Ouh ouh ouh ouh ouhouhouh | |
| Enclose surrender | |
| Breaking is tender | |
| Sliding disfigured | |
| Driving that death drum into your heart | |
| Caught up in static dreams | |
| Distorted angels sing | |
| Why are you driving it into your heart? | |
| Cause you move through this world | |
| As a stone up in your hair | |
| And you hold in your hands | |
| Dying dying for | |
| A release from the tears | |
| That holds you to the ground | |
| Close the fear in your eyes | |
| wouh ouh ouh ouh ouh ouh | |
| Violence is crushing | |
| Rushing and played by | |
| A brutal obsession | |
| To shatter the buildings and throw out the line | |
| Caught up with angels | |
| Distorted angels | |
| This dream is fading now it is gone | |
| Cause you move from this world | |
| With a stone left in your hand | |
| You have in your eyes | |
| Searching searching for | |
| A feeling of the tears | |
| That burnt you to the ground | |
| There' s a fear | |
| There' s a fear |