Narcissistic Funeral

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标题:Narcissistic Funeral

艺人:Mourning Beloveth

作词:Mourning Beloveth

作曲:Mourning Beloveth

制谱人:Paddy McMullan - stinkypoohpants@yahoo.co.uk

指示:Tune all instruments down 1 and 1/2 steps.

附注:

This tab was created using the following software:

Guitar Pro 5.1
Yamaha XG WDM SoftSynthesizer
Amazing Slow Downer 2.56

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: 1st November 2006

节拍: ♩ = 70

音轨:

Guitar 1 (Clean) - 爵士乐电吉他 Electric Guitar (jazz)
Guitar 2 (Distortion) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 3 (Distortion) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
Drums - 敲击乐器

标记: Intro (Clean) Section 1 (Distortion) Section 2 Section 3 Interlude (Clean) Interlude (Distortion) Interlude - Lead Break 1 Section 4 - Lead Break 2 Section 5 Outro

歌词

作词: Mourning Beloveth

作曲: Mourning Beloveth

Opened my veins yesterday and poured in the twilight
with its dead promises. Nothing makes sense in an imaginary
world that no one can touch. In the strange hours I dream of evenings
under moonrise and of fashioned ideals before they could turn
and go, had seeped their treachery into my widowed summers. Is this my lover, this face of death? I recoil to
the unmoving view.

The soft, voiceless emotions escape the exhausted frame to assail
tomorrows empty heaven. The dawn, with its dull smell, fills my nostrils
and the stench of a burning sun separates the hope from silent lips.

There is something painful in the first spring bud of life, it tears at the insides and claws at the doors of
tenderness
that riseth in black forms from an obsolete graveyard.

To cast my eyes on the horrors you have created or to turn and gaze
at the clouds? It remains cold and dark and the painless times revel in
a distant memory that only seem to trespass when the night is clear.

The bitterness tastes sweet and it conjures up images
of a narcissistic funeral
that injure my dreams
narcissistic dreams

The wordless world bleeds to the point of despair and the failed attempts to move end in quiet massacres. The
lurid calm is a stalking mountain that eludes the perceptive eye but eventually overwhelms to send us cowering.

Narcissistic Funeral

limingtao 发表于 2015-5-26 12:15:47 |查看: 853|回复: 0