Cryptopsy - . . . And Then It Passes
The distance it allows at first
The change is felt through the air
The mother of nature speaks discontently

As death tends to whisper defiance
Thinks it´s surprising, fully expected
Imperiet - ...När Vodkan Gjort Oss Vackra
som små, små barn
vi säger ingenting
vi säger ingenting
till varandra

som små, små barn
vi ligger alldeles still
vi ligger alldeles still
och andas

men när vodkan gjort