标题:Museum of Iscariot
副标题:(Final Guitar Solo)
标签:总谱
艺人:Virgin Black
专辑:Sombre Romantic (2001)
作词:Rowan London
作曲:Escarbe, London
制谱人:Dyo: www.soundcloud.com/dyodesign // www.youtube.com/c/DyoGD
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 165
key:254
Jesus lies dying in my bed Companions since birth In this stagnant dingy haunt He has never really live. Last night I beat him, As he would not leave My insane eyes stare at him, As his wilted body bleeds. Frequently I rape him, As I know nothing else He curls up like a fetus, And paints his face with sadness. Now a fragment Of remorse is etched I bandage his wounds I kiss the face of Jesus Christ But he is dead. What can I do? You've forsaken me You called yourself messiah, And expected me to follow An now he lays dead, And your prophecies with him I will bury him not, As insult to your face. As I stare at his corpse, One detail disturbs me His cold, stark finger, Points where I have not been. From my house, The cage of rotten wood I stumble forth, To lay beneath the bush Withered bones groan, I cultivate As the soil and I grow closer. The sun recieves an empty gaze It mourns, It knows my life is gone No more to offer But my flesh to this soil And a single tear Marks my final prayer. The rosebud sits In the palm of your hand As I end, this flower blossoms.
