| Song | Escape to the Void |
| Artist | Sepultura |
| Album | Live in São Paulo |
| 作词 : Cavalera, Kisser | |
| The Pest In | |
| The Eyes Of | |
| Death Follows | |
| Us Through | |
| The Dirty | |
| Streets Of | |
| Blood It Begins | |
| To Eat Inside | |
| Us, Decaying | |
| Our Bones | |
| How Will We | |
| Escape If | |
| The Void Covers | |
| Our Lungs | |
| We Are Buried | |
| In The Spewed | |
| Trash For | |
| Ourselves | |
| Blood, Pain-- | |
| Nothing To | |
| Say Why Then-- | |
| Must We Die? | |
| Escape To | |
| The Void Escape | |
| To The Void | |
| I Look At | |
| My Face On | |
| The Other | |
| Side Of The | |
| Mirror My | |
| Face Falls | |
| Down In Pieces | |
| Full Of Worms | |
| I Burst My | |
| Rotten Heart | |
| With My Own | |
| Hands I'm | |
| Dying And | |
| I Can't Help | |
| Myself Blood, | |
| Pain-- Nothing | |
| To Say Why | |
| Then-- Must | |
| We Die What | |
| Have I Been | |
| Running From? | |
| I'm Not Guilty | |
| You've Shown | |
| Me The Worst | |
| Way Cause | |
| You're My | |
| Victim. . . | |
| The Next One | |
| The Pest In | |
| The Eyes Of | |
| Death Follows | |
| Us Through | |
| The Dirty | |
| Streets Of | |
| Blood It Begins | |
| To Eat Inside | |
| Us, Decaying | |
| Our Bones | |
| How Will We | |
| Escape If | |
| The Void Covers | |
| Our Lungs? | |
| We Are Buried | |
| In The Spewed | |
| Trash For | |
| Ourselves | |
| Blood, Pain-- | |
| Nothing To | |
| Say Why Then-- | |
| Must We Die? | |
| Escape To | |
| The Void Escape | |
| To The Void |
| zuò cí : Cavalera, Kisser | |
| The Pest In | |
| The Eyes Of | |
| Death Follows | |
| Us Through | |
| The Dirty | |
| Streets Of | |
| Blood It Begins | |
| To Eat Inside | |
| Us, Decaying | |
| Our Bones | |
| How Will We | |
| Escape If | |
| The Void Covers | |
| Our Lungs | |
| We Are Buried | |
| In The Spewed | |
| Trash For | |
| Ourselves | |
| Blood, Pain | |
| Nothing To | |
| Say Why Then | |
| Must We Die? | |
| Escape To | |
| The Void Escape | |
| To The Void | |
| I Look At | |
| My Face On | |
| The Other | |
| Side Of The | |
| Mirror My | |
| Face Falls | |
| Down In Pieces | |
| Full Of Worms | |
| I Burst My | |
| Rotten Heart | |
| With My Own | |
| Hands I' m | |
| Dying And | |
| I Can' t Help | |
| Myself Blood, | |
| Pain Nothing | |
| To Say Why | |
| Then Must | |
| We Die What | |
| Have I Been | |
| Running From? | |
| I' m Not Guilty | |
| You' ve Shown | |
| Me The Worst | |
| Way Cause | |
| You' re My | |
| Victim. . . | |
| The Next One | |
| The Pest In | |
| The Eyes Of | |
| Death Follows | |
| Us Through | |
| The Dirty | |
| Streets Of | |
| Blood It Begins | |
| To Eat Inside | |
| Us, Decaying | |
| Our Bones | |
| How Will We | |
| Escape If | |
| The Void Covers | |
| Our Lungs? | |
| We Are Buried | |
| In The Spewed | |
| Trash For | |
| Ourselves | |
| Blood, Pain | |
| Nothing To | |
| Say Why Then | |
| Must We Die? | |
| Escape To | |
| The Void Escape | |
| To The Void |