| Song | After the Sepulture |
| Artist | Samael |
| Album | Blood Ritual |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
| Nothing ever stops | |
| Everything starts again | |
| The end and the beginning | |
| Are eternal lovers | |
| Prisoners of or bodies | |
| From the cot to the grave | |
| Impotent puppets | |
| We aspire to the light | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Grams of their brother's cries | |
| Spirit lastly free oneself | |
| Like raise the incense smoke | |
| And the funeral orations | |
| Here time is unreal | |
| Hours and minutes are meaningless | |
| Here eternity has a name | |
| Remorse and penitence | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Life is just an illusion | |
| Going round and round |
| zuo ci : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
| Nothing ever stops | |
| Everything starts again | |
| The end and the beginning | |
| Are eternal lovers | |
| Prisoners of or bodies | |
| From the cot to the grave | |
| Impotent puppets | |
| We aspire to the light | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Grams of their brother' s cries | |
| Spirit lastly free oneself | |
| Like raise the incense smoke | |
| And the funeral orations | |
| Here time is unreal | |
| Hours and minutes are meaningless | |
| Here eternity has a name | |
| Remorse and penitence | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Life is just an illusion | |
| Going round and round |
| zuò cí : Vorphalack, Xytras | |
| Nothing ever stops | |
| Everything starts again | |
| The end and the beginning | |
| Are eternal lovers | |
| Prisoners of or bodies | |
| From the cot to the grave | |
| Impotent puppets | |
| We aspire to the light | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Grams of their brother' s cries | |
| Spirit lastly free oneself | |
| Like raise the incense smoke | |
| And the funeral orations | |
| Here time is unreal | |
| Hours and minutes are meaningless | |
| Here eternity has a name | |
| Remorse and penitence | |
| The sun will turn in black | |
| You will see the dark... | |
| After the sepulchre | |
| Life is just an illusion | |
| Going round and round |