Funeral Thirst

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标题:Funeral Thirst

艺人:The Black Dahlia Murder

作词:The Black Dahlia Murder

作曲:Black Dahlia Murder ...

制谱人:jarrett krauss (deafby21)

附注:

solo and corrections by Vic Villena

节拍: ♩ = 128

音轨:

guitar - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
guitar 2 - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
Track 4 - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
Percussion - 敲击乐器

注释: Sorry No Solo

标记: Solo

歌词

作词: The Black Dahlia Murder

作曲: Black Dahlia Murder ...

The brightest full moon light entrances me
It calls me forth
Yet i have not the strength to move
In stasis, i rot away and dream
Dream of forgotten years
Dream of the touch of another's hand
I am to be a meal of star-ved worms
My nerves are twisting for the light of my salvation
I rest beneath where i remain as cold as clay
Eternal pain is swelling in my joints

Somewhere within me a flame is slowly born
Inside this shell of bloated flesh grows life anew
Infernal, the moon distorts my mind
My veins jolt back to life, pushing the fluids of the damned

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes without consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are pulled
I know not what has made me this way
The animation of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the preacher
All the tears of my family in vain
I shall again walk amongst them
My penance with blood be repaid!
Repaid!

[solo]

Dead hand grasps for the still night air
I am now free to maim!
There cannot be a god for he would not forgive this
Despicable inhuman monster; rotten, twisted and deformed
I am now a tool of my unholy instinct
Entrails strewn at my bidding
A mockery of all i was

I seek to bathe my fetid flesh in crimson spray
My body writhes without consent of conscience
I lift the lid the pounds of dirt shall not subdue
I shall walk the earth once more

From beyond the strings are pulled
I know not what has made this way
The animation of my rigid corpse
I shall abandon my coffin of premature fate

All the words of the preacher
All the tears of my family in vain
I shall again walk amongst them
My penance with blood be repaid!
Repaid!

Funeral Thirst

winight 发表于 2015-1-5 22:16:10 |查看: 1187|回复: 0