Hello, goodbye Mr. Pere Noel /I have set this house aflame, so it’s time for you to make your choice/I can shoot you now, or I’ll let you choose to burn in hell/Without another voice (Muzzle of Nemesis, sung)

It wasn’t a face that I liked/I didn’t find it that nice/And yet I kept drawing /You for quite a long time/I blinked an eye and the room was full of your pictures /I guess I missed you still /What I truly desired /Was not the face you despised /But that soul that once lay/Behind those terrified eyes/But all the same/You’re gone so it doesn’t matter anyway /We never realized that thrill (The Portrait Glassred Drew, sung)