标题:In The Shadow Of Our Pale Companion
标签:总谱
艺人:Agalloch
专辑:The Mantle
作曲:Agalloch
制谱人:Original: Jim Wright, Modified by Kirborg (08-2020)
Original by Jim Wright retrieved on Ultimate Guitar. -Updates version of the one posted by "Jim Wright" on UG. I've kept some of the original parts from that version but modified or rewrote most to more accurately resemble the original song. Also added bass and drums to play along with. -Some guitar parts hard to discern due to very layered production of the original song. I've tried to differentiate the different guitars as closely as possible and most should be accurate. The first solo section is actually 3 recorded guitar parts that overlap -Bass and drums variations are not fully tabbed out, bass should be reasonably accurate but the drums are very rough and done to provide background track for playing along with the song. They do not accurately resemble the drums from the original song. Don't recommend learning drums from this tab. -Acoustic guitars are stereo panned in original production, haven't done so in the tab but just for completionist's sake I've mentioned it here
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 120
Through vast valleys I wonder To the highest peaks On pathways through a wild forgotten landscape In search of God, in spite of man 'til the lost forsaken endless. . . This is where I choose to tread Fall. . .so shall we fall into the nihil? The nothingness that we feel in the arms of the pale In the shadow of the grim companion who walks with us Here is the landscape Here is the sun Here in the balance of the earth Where is the god? Has he fallen and abandoned us? As I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand The fire in my heart is forged across the land Here at the edge of this world Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone If this grand panorama before me is what you call God. . . Then God is not dead I walked down to a river and sat in reflection of what had to be done An offering of crimson flowed into the water below A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away . . .like every hope I've ever had. . . . . .like every dream I've ever known. . . It washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world From my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea. . . . . .wash away. . . . . .fade away. . . Here is the landscape Here is the sun Here at the edge of the earth Where is the god? Has he fallen to ruin? As I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand My heathen pride is scarred across the land
