标题:An Enemy Led the Tempest
标签:总谱
艺人:Cradle of Filth
专辑:Damnation and a Day
作词:Cradle of Filth
作曲:Cradle of Filth
制谱人:Paddy McMullan - stinkypoohpants@yahoo.co.uk
指示:Tune all instruments down 1 step, then Drop D (to C).
Note that the significant tempo change mix tables needed to be placed one note prior to where they should be, owing to a bug in Guitar Pro which occasionally makes the tempo change lag, causing the change to have a slight "hesitation". Future editions of Guitar Pro may fix this problem at which point the mix tables will need to be moved forward again. This tab was created using the following software: Guitar Pro 5.2 Amazing Slow Downer 3.1.7 This tab has NOT been optimised to be played back with RSE - if you use RSE you may need to tweak the volume levels etc. to suit your own software/taste. Last Update: 9th March 2009
节拍:Moderate ♩ = 130
As pride precedes the downfall So he took His place before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung Between forgiveness and the damage done An electric scent over drear decay Lent a violent surge to their serenades Through white glades as His winged parade Bent to silhouette and to sharpen dull razors Within vast skies unversed in starkness His might grew And blew light hues to grey... And worse, a third of stars to darkness Then thunder seethed And wreathed in thickening night A line was drawn midst wrong and right And across the throat of thieves As love fell choked, the tempest broke From Heaven's farthest shore Descending to eclipse all hope Repentance might stay holy war He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind Enraged, he raved in balrog howls Upon a storm firstborn of sin Incensed anew, rebellious tore Like frenzied beasts of prey Through temple doors... Thrown east before the midnight masses And where once bliss reigned so serene In sweeter glades Now veins ran openly... Like eyes that shed from kindred ashes When suddenly There shone a hideous light And a voice like three insanities Soared up in thistled speech "Thou hast bred hate where there dwelt none And for this grave mistake How thou art fallen Morning Sun The proud will be abased" He would not heel nor fake a bow Murmur curses to the wind And lo, the wrath of god swept down... "Thou art no more an angel filled With light, but a leech to be abhorred And thou shalt suffer My burning will"... Quoth this raven: "Nevermore" Nevermore And with these words like heavy stone Cast against that gilded throne With many legions still in tow He turned his wings to flee His eyes a picture of distaste Drawn to tears and in their place The dawn of time and fates to face Through all eternity... I wept for him a deep red river That ran like blood through scarred ravines To sluice away the guilt that slithered Like a serpent tongue to Eve For once as I, in heaven climbed Too high for truth to truly see My sunken mind, drunken and blind Saw the lie: The fool was Me... Alone and cold, face to the crack Beyond the dark gates with no way back His crown of gold faded to black Like a bruise upon the heart that lingers With thrill-kill culture shock wave lengths Of rope to hang high Snaked about his upraised fingers
