标题:A Crater To Cough In
副标题:Press F5 to read the notes!
标签:总谱
艺人:Circle Takes The Square
专辑:As The Roots Undo
作曲:Circle Takes The Square
制谱人:Robert William-Olsson 2020
附注:
*This took me a long time and lots of work to put together. Around 30hrs. If you use this tab in any way (to alter, cover, midi, remake, or like-wise) please give credit (Robert William-Olsson) and/or link back to where you found it. Thanks!*
About the tab: I have tried my best to map out the tempo and various time signatures. Since the song is recorded without a click it changes almost every bar. It does line up with the recorded song if you wish to play along. Some parts vary slightly since GP doesn't allow for decimals in the tempo.
Like most CTTS songs the stereo guitars basically play the same core riffs the entire song. I have included riff variations though, trying to stay true to the recording and the chaotic vibe of the song. Thus, the guitars don't always sync up.
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音轨:
- GUITAR MID - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- GUITAR L - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- GUITAR R - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
- Electric Bass - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
- Drumkit - 敲击乐器
注释:
Quarter note delayQuarter note delayThis riff sound like it's played primarily on the B & E strings on the recording, but live they play it more like thisGit R plays primarily open B while Git L plays open GLRRThis might just be 8th notes. Hard to tellPick slideCrash mute
标记:[A]Intro234 Bass567 B8 Cymbals9[A]Drums2 B3 E4 B5 E[A]Distortion2 B3 G4 B5 E[B]Bridge2 Drums34 Gits Fade56 Crash7[C]Bridge 22 GitBass&Drums345[A]Main RiffSnare Riff6/4[A]Verse3/45/45/45/42/4[B]Sinking ShipStops[A]Verse5/4Pause1/2 Time16thsBreak23416ths123 MutedPause[A]Verse 2[B]Verse 2[A]Verse 2[B]Verse 2Center of the Storm[A]Riff 223Lowest of the Dead[A]Riff 22/4[B]Riff 2 Build[A]Main Riff 1/2 Time[B]2/4[C][A]Outro23456
歌词:
This path that we walk upon
Is the collection of points that the rain has drawn.
The rhythm section of the storm.
By the moonlight to the gateposts of the forest,
In the snowlight, we are bound for the portal of the pines.
Grey as famine, on this path against our will.
By our main sails we're bound to the tempest until the sea is still.
Which compulsion will this miniature death tributize?
From behind the walls of my broken coughing tent, a formal vision.
But I allude to my helpless passion for the obtuse.
When will this night end?
When the lightning finally tears through the mast of our sinking ship.
All the hopes of the slaves are betrayed by the grates.
On this coffin of a vessel every note's another breaking wave.
Rejoice! Revel in this vision, a formal visitation.
Rejoice! Rejoice! On the night with the light from above.
Famished dogs follow slowly as my own paws drag me to a dock,
To the last plank where I struggle to deny myself
The path that every Pisces craves,
Just above the water in the middle of that man-made lake,
On that pier I turn my eyes from the water,
Like a mirror of myself in the moonlight,
And I cough for every crater that I could see,
On the surface of that coffin we've come to call the moon.
Now I wonder if all those judgements that you made were true.
Now the trapdoor of the solstice is thrown wide, wide open.
Let them all sink, let them all sink through.
The talking, the spinning of a web.
It's all just formal ritual.
The burning, the burning question:
"What do you deserve?"
The gazing at a candle to find calm,
But we all know it's at the center of the storm.
Oh moon, thou pluckest me out, oh moon.
I, who have sat by Thebes, below the wall,
And walked among the lowest of the dead.
To Carthage then I came, to Carthage then I came.
Only the most sacred crater will suit my burial,
Only the most sacred choir performs this ritual dirge.
Perfectly imperfect, like a storm.
Perfectly imperfect, like a storm.
Perfectly imperfect, like a storm.
Perfectly imperfect, like a storm.
Rejoice! Rejoice! The pawprints lead us gently
To our grave, dragged and bound, to the grave, by our mane,
To our grave, dragged and bound, to the grave, by the scavenger's tooth.
By our mane, dragged and bound, to the grave, by our mane,
To the grave, dragged and bound, to the tomb, by the scavenger's tooth.
