标题:Reptile
副标题:Really good song
标签:总谱
艺人:Dimmu Borgir
专辑:Spiritual black dimensions
作词:Dimmu Borgir, Silenoz
作曲:-
制谱人:joelsmades6@yahoo.com
指示:-
附注:
1.alot of these riff are actually played this way by
astennu so dont question them haha
2.they tune in E
3.bar 93 goes something like that
4.Check F12 For Dynamics
节拍:♩ = 208
音轨:
- Silenoz - Guitar - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Mustis - Harpsicord - 大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
- Mustis - Music Box - 八音盒 Music Box
- Mustis - Ambience - 合成特效4（大气） FX 4 (atmosphere)
- Mustis - Choir - 合唱“啊”音 Choir Aahs
- Mustis - String Ensemble - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
- Mustis - Additional Strings - 合成弦乐1 SynthStrings 1
- Tjodalv - Drums And Percussion - 敲击乐器
- Tempo -{208,138} - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
- Astennu - Lead Guitar - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
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.........I Believe It Is Choir And HarpsicordTempo = 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!!!.......
标记:Intro To Reptile00:1500:2600:4000:531:402:302:442:563:103:233:464:16 Clean Vocals4:33 Shagrath Repeat4:47Shagrath Final Scream At 5:005:00 Final Ending Chord
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
