标题:Reptile
副标题:amazing song
艺人:Dimmu Borgir
专辑:Spiritual black dimensions
作词:Dimmu Borgir, Silenoz
作曲:-
制谱人:joelsmades6@yahoo.com
附注:
1.alot of these riff are actually played this way by
astennu so dont question them haha
2.they tune in E
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corrections made-
-bass added(Track 10)
More organized
节拍:♩ = 120
音轨:
- Silenoz - Rythem - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Astennu - Lead - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Mustis - Grand Piano - 大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
- Mustis - Music Box - 八音盒 Music Box
- Mustis - Atmosphere - 合成特效4（大气） FX 4 (atmosphere)
- Mustis - Choir - 合唱“啊”音 Choir Aahs
- Mustis - Strings - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
- Tjodalv - Drums - 敲击乐器
- Nagash - Bass/Tempo {208 - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
注释:Tempo = 208Scream!!!...Verse OneVerse TwoTempo = 138Simen Hestnaes Verse 1Sounds Alot Like VortexVerse Three and FourInfesting the dead!!Next VerseTempo = 138Simen Hestnaes Part TwoPlay Once Than Next VerseBastards .... In The Shape Of ....Angels...Holding.................. My........ Hands........Passing ....What Is Left .......Of.... The Wine..............Shagrath Repeats Last VerseTempo = 208Scream.........Tempo = 208Scream!!!...Verse OneTempo = 138Simen Hestnaes Part Two Part OneTempo = 138Simen Hestnaes Part TwoPlay Once Than Next VerseBastards .... In The Shape Of ....Angels...Holding.................. My........ Hands........Passing ....What Is Left .......Of.... The Wine..............Shagrath Repeats Last VerseTempo = 208Scream!!!.......I Believe It Is Choir And HarpsicordVerse OneVerse One
歌词:
Glowing eyes, staring eyes
Manifest of evil presence
With entities swept in disease and decay
A fall from paradise beyond redemption
Wratchild's afterglow
He who speaks of nightly treasures
He who wraps the serpent around my neck
He who pours poisonous wine in my chalice
He who lets me serve and slip away
...and so I will take shelter
in the absence of the light
Hiding like a masked miniature in the dark
A revenant without relief it seems
For the art of becoming a progeny
and to be raised in such curse
Is to forever creep among haive mortals
Infesting the dead in herdes
His grandeur of guidance in roundtrips obscure
He who immerse my hands in sullen thrills
His paths on which domination linger
He who dares to proove the sanity of mine
He who speaks of nightly treasures
He who lets me serve and slip away
Black unearthly void creature crawling
Forbidden, forgotten,fairly underrated
Bastards in the shape of angels holding my hands
Passing me what is left of the wine
