| Song | The Experiment |
| Artist | Raintime |
| Album | Tales from Sadness |
| Nobody told you what happened in your past | |
| Everyone hid you the truth | |
| You´re not what you think to be, run away | |
| I saw that, then I cried for you! | |
| Leave the city and never think of revenge! | |
| It´s what they want from you! | |
| Don´t turn your eyes and don´t you stop for a breath | |
| ´Cause they´ll realize | |
| Blood of lies inside your life | |
| It pressed upon your brain | |
| You didn´t know what was the galf | |
| You sometimes felt in mind! | |
| Son of pride and devil´s lies | |
| Your being´s made up of limph | |
| They pulled it out from their own hands | |
| Sad angel with no God! | |
| Silent fury inside me | |
| Sense of guilt inside you | |
| I must curse my low birth | |
| I want to pray my God! | |
| Hold your remorse! | |
| Shed your load, then growl | |
| Fail of respect! | |
| Let your voice explode! | |
| The 12th of May 1981 | |
| A white hand pointed to the crime | |
| A crowded square applaused your pain | |
| I saw that then I cried for you! | |
| Like a child with every toy | |
| They´re tired of playing with you, you´re old! | |
| Don´t turn your eyes and don´t you stop for a breathe | |
| ´Cause they realize! | |
| Blood of lies inside your life | |
| It pressed upon your brain | |
| You didn´t know what was the galf | |
| You sometimes felt in mind! | |
| Son of pride and devil´s lies | |
| Your being´s made up of limph | |
| They pulled it out from their own hands | |
| Sad angel with no God! | |
| Silent fury inside me | |
| Sense of guilt inside you | |
| I must curse my low birth | |
| I want to pray your God! | |
| Hold your remorse! | |
| Shed your load, then growl | |
| Fail of respect! | |
| Let your voice explode! |
| Nobody told you what happened in your past | |
| Everyone hid you the truth | |
| You re not what you think to be, run away | |
| I saw that, then I cried for you! | |
| Leave the city and never think of revenge! | |
| It s what they want from you! | |
| Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breath | |
| Cause they ll realize | |
| Blood of lies inside your life | |
| It pressed upon your brain | |
| You didn t know what was the galf | |
| You sometimes felt in mind! | |
| Son of pride and devil s lies | |
| Your being s made up of limph | |
| They pulled it out from their own hands | |
| Sad angel with no God! | |
| Silent fury inside me | |
| Sense of guilt inside you | |
| I must curse my low birth | |
| I want to pray my God! | |
| Hold your remorse! | |
| Shed your load, then growl | |
| Fail of respect! | |
| Let your voice explode! | |
| The 12th of May 1981 | |
| A white hand pointed to the crime | |
| A crowded square applaused your pain | |
| I saw that then I cried for you! | |
| Like a child with every toy | |
| They re tired of playing with you, you re old! | |
| Don t turn your eyes and don t you stop for a breathe | |
| Cause they realize! | |
| Blood of lies inside your life | |
| It pressed upon your brain | |
| You didn t know what was the galf | |
| You sometimes felt in mind! | |
| Son of pride and devil s lies | |
| Your being s made up of limph | |
| They pulled it out from their own hands | |
| Sad angel with no God! | |
| Silent fury inside me | |
| Sense of guilt inside you | |
| I must curse my low birth | |
| I want to pray your God! | |
| Hold your remorse! | |
| Shed your load, then growl | |
| Fail of respect! | |
| Let your voice explode! |