标题:Kings of the Carnival Creation
艺人:Dimmu Borgir
专辑:Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia
作词:Mustis, Shagrath, Silenoz
作曲:Mustis, Silenoz, Vortex and Shagrath
制谱人:kabal@free.fr
In general I modified the tab to represent the live show on the World Misanthropy DVD, released 2002. Moved, changed and added notes: Lead Guitar: - Virtually nothing. added a bar Rhythm Guitar: - 137-152: Fixed the dual solo, Silenoz doesn't play the solo. - 81-88: 169-186; What I saw and heard Silenoz play during these bars, very similar yet different. - 194-217: - Silenoz doesn't play the technical outro, fixed that by simply swapping out between the two guitars. - 134; Tried to add the slide effect. - Effects & Misc - Converted all the "PM" texts into the palm mute effect. - Some other minor tweaks. - I moved a lot of bars between the Lead &Rhythm guitars Lastly: Bass: Mostly from the Rhythm Guitar, with a couple of parts were I could clearly hear the bass filled it in myself. The tab sounds about right but it was disorganized, especially the guitars but it's well worth it's rating, like I said I really only moved the notes around. I didn't change anything on the synth or percussion. Correct as necessary. Guitars modified & bass added by 2004194490@uovs.student.ac.za
节拍:♩ = 118
Incarnated marvels simplified Effects from such a disconsolate kind Impotence of the once-so-perfect living Erase and rewind Stand rigid for the next battle Peace means reloading your guns The love for life is all hatred in disguise A carnival creation with masks undone In search for the guidelines to the gateways of sin Through mires of misanthropy with wrath in mind Sophistication as cruelty and perfection as virulent truth Confidently dawned, to pick the best of enemies An abyss womb stretched wide open, exposed to retaliate With the stigma feasting upon your flesh as I wish you well Thorns from the fountains of faith licking lepered skin Worshipped by anyone's mass on your planet hell What on earth possessed you Consuming illusions made from hysteria and swallowed tongues Devoured by doubt, conducting arts of misconception Testimonial sufficiency declaring numbness of all perceptions Glance into the blackness hidden beneath your surface And enjoy the suffering, sanity drained in disrespect With such bedevilled faith in good, subsequently trusting evil Next step for mankind will be the last seasons in sin Left are the kings of the carnival creation Carrying out the echoes of the fallen Sense the withering eternity as it fades away The ultimate graceless voyage of all times Only death will be guarding your angels, silently Cripples joining arms in clamour Institionalized for the rebirth The herd will be hunted
