| Song | In Winter's Ash |
| Artist | Virgin Black |
| Album | Requiem: Fortissimo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Escarbe, London | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter's ash | |
| My God be upheld in our distress | |
| My cries fill the air | |
| Domine libera manes defunctorum | |
| Winter envelopes | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter's ash | |
| Where is my God, in the dull ear of night? | |
| With tuneless voice, a requiem sung | |
| Wailing and breadless, alone | |
| On a flower strewn earth | |
| Where is my God? | |
| Look at me, upon my bruised head | |
| Taste my ruin, my ashen soul | |
| I tread alone | |
| Winter envelopes |
| zuo qu : Escarbe, London | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter' s ash | |
| My God be upheld in our distress | |
| My cries fill the air | |
| Domine libera manes defunctorum | |
| Winter envelopes | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter' s ash | |
| Where is my God, in the dull ear of night? | |
| With tuneless voice, a requiem sung | |
| Wailing and breadless, alone | |
| On a flower strewn earth | |
| Where is my God? | |
| Look at me, upon my bruised head | |
| Taste my ruin, my ashen soul | |
| I tread alone | |
| Winter envelopes |
| zuò qǔ : Escarbe, London | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter' s ash | |
| My God be upheld in our distress | |
| My cries fill the air | |
| Domine libera manes defunctorum | |
| Winter envelopes | |
| I lie with blackened chest | |
| Tears, dense, welling in swollen eyes | |
| Resplendent in winter' s ash | |
| Where is my God, in the dull ear of night? | |
| With tuneless voice, a requiem sung | |
| Wailing and breadless, alone | |
| On a flower strewn earth | |
| Where is my God? | |
| Look at me, upon my bruised head | |
| Taste my ruin, my ashen soul | |
| I tread alone | |
| Winter envelopes |