| Song | Spectral Alphabet |
| Artist | Jason Molina |
| Album | Pyramid Electric Co. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Molina | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| Empty black cat eyes | |
| Cat's cradle eyes | |
| Keep an eye on you | |
| Heavy spanish moss | |
| A hanging veil across the graceland get | |
| The ancestors of the world | |
| Think it looks great | |
| Their names inscribed by death | |
| In a spectral alphabet | |
| Their names look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| The empty streets | |
| Hardly remember you | |
| The rest of us do | |
| A promise inscribed by death | |
| In a sprectral alphabet | |
| The words look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| What it says could that have kept us out of fiery hands |
| zuo qu : Molina | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| Empty black cat eyes | |
| Cat' s cradle eyes | |
| Keep an eye on you | |
| Heavy spanish moss | |
| A hanging veil across the graceland get | |
| The ancestors of the world | |
| Think it looks great | |
| Their names inscribed by death | |
| In a spectral alphabet | |
| Their names look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| The empty streets | |
| Hardly remember you | |
| The rest of us do | |
| A promise inscribed by death | |
| In a sprectral alphabet | |
| The words look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| What it says could that have kept us out of fiery hands |
| zuò qǔ : Molina | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| Empty black cat eyes | |
| Cat' s cradle eyes | |
| Keep an eye on you | |
| Heavy spanish moss | |
| A hanging veil across the graceland get | |
| The ancestors of the world | |
| Think it looks great | |
| Their names inscribed by death | |
| In a spectral alphabet | |
| Their names look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| Emptiness and blue | |
| Beside the city moon | |
| The empty streets | |
| Hardly remember you | |
| The rest of us do | |
| A promise inscribed by death | |
| In a sprectral alphabet | |
| The words look foreign | |
| And they are forgotten by the world again | |
| What it says could that have kept us out of fiery hands |