| 歌曲 | Isolation Theory |
| 歌手 | After the Burial |
| 专辑 | Forging a Future Self |
| So this is loneliness. | |
| I’ve grown too fond of this. | |
| Now i thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty. i’ll never fill my cup if i can’t seem to free my frozen heart. | |
| Torturous veins tangle this body. | |
| A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. | |
| So this is loneliness. | |
| I know this all to well. | |
| Wrap me in your wings of amity. | |
| Torturous veins tangle this body. | |
| A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. | |
| Isolation is a four letter word. | |
| Through my bloody hands i see my heart reach the ground. | |
| No one is there to pick it up from the floor. |
| So this is loneliness. | |
| I' ve grown too fond of this. | |
| Now i thirst for loveliness, to drink its beauty. i' ll never fill my cup if i can' t seem to free my frozen heart. | |
| Torturous veins tangle this body. | |
| A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. | |
| So this is loneliness. | |
| I know this all to well. | |
| Wrap me in your wings of amity. | |
| Torturous veins tangle this body. | |
| A scream of anguish, silenced by the distancing to anyone. | |
| Isolation is a four letter word. | |
| Through my bloody hands i see my heart reach the ground. | |
| No one is there to pick it up from the floor. |