| 歌曲 | Biting Cold |
| 歌手 | Darkseed |
| 专辑 | Ultimate Darkness |
| 作曲 : Hermann, Hertrich | |
| You turned to senseless stone | |
| I can't breathe in your ears anymore | |
| I never knew the tide of life | |
| It's time for leaving | |
| I'm not believing in you anymore | |
| Your needles in my heart | |
| My nonexistent trust | |
| I must endure | |
| I yearn for sympathy | |
| Und doch beruhr ich kalte nur | |
| It's a biting cold | |
| Living flame shining dead | |
| It's my next defeat | |
| It's a biting cold again | |
| It's a biting cold | |
| Striking mights and maybes even more | |
| A useless thing called life | |
| It's a biting cold again | |
| My hollow hand holds the past | |
| Where your hand once was placed | |
| Just the shell of a life | |
| I once have lived with you | |
| Now I know the taste of tears | |
| They cut my soul in two | |
| Like a knife, sharpened knife | |
| Like a bloody sharpened knife | |
| Cut me... | |
| Losing my bright illusions | |
| I will resign, become a rusty wreck | |
| My nonexistent trust | |
| I must endure | |
| I yearn for sympathy | |
| Und doch beruhr ich kalte nur | |
| You divided us forever | |
| I will never ever heal |
| zuò qǔ : Hermann, Hertrich | |
| You turned to senseless stone | |
| I can' t breathe in your ears anymore | |
| I never knew the tide of life | |
| It' s time for leaving | |
| I' m not believing in you anymore | |
| Your needles in my heart | |
| My nonexistent trust | |
| I must endure | |
| I yearn for sympathy | |
| Und doch beruhr ich kalte nur | |
| It' s a biting cold | |
| Living flame shining dead | |
| It' s my next defeat | |
| It' s a biting cold again | |
| It' s a biting cold | |
| Striking mights and maybes even more | |
| A useless thing called life | |
| It' s a biting cold again | |
| My hollow hand holds the past | |
| Where your hand once was placed | |
| Just the shell of a life | |
| I once have lived with you | |
| Now I know the taste of tears | |
| They cut my soul in two | |
| Like a knife, sharpened knife | |
| Like a bloody sharpened knife | |
| Cut me... | |
| Losing my bright illusions | |
| I will resign, become a rusty wreck | |
| My nonexistent trust | |
| I must endure | |
| I yearn for sympathy | |
| Und doch beruhr ich kalte nur | |
| You divided us forever | |
| I will never ever heal |