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标题:Blades
艺人:Naglfar
专辑:Diabolical
作曲:Naglfar
制谱人:sweet leave (sebastian.rauch79@gmx.de)
附注:
(- Slower Riff Noten konsequent verteilen nach H鰄e.) (- Welches Riff kommt 2:45 hoch/tiefere?) (- Slower Riff kann man toll raush鰎en:Slower Riff 2:45) - Tempo Musix Box langsamer, bei Interlude auch schon?
节拍: ♩ = 205
注释:0:100:47Intro 0:580:101:04Slower Riff 1:061:081:101:101:10falsch1:23Intro 1:251:301:33Interlude 1:351:40Interlude 1:351:40Band enters 2:02Interlude' Halftime 2:042:09hard to hear the tomsInterlude' Halftime 2:142:hard to hear the tomsInterlude' Halftime 2:232:2:31hard to hear the tomsInterlude' Halftime 2:332:392:2:0:47Slower Riff 0:281111Slower Riff 1:061Slower Riff 0:281Slower Riff 0:281Slower Riff 0:281Interlude 1:35hard to hearInterlude 1:35hard to hearBand enters 2:02Interlude' Halftime 2:04Interlude' 2:04Interlude' 2:04Slower Riff 0:281111Slower Riff 0:282222Slower Riff 1:062222Interlude 1:351:40Band enters 2:02Interlude' Halftime 2:04Interlude' 2:04Interlude' 2:04Interlude' 2:04Slower Riff 2:45222Verse Riff 3:14
标记:IntroVerse I 0:19Slower Riff 0:28Verse Riff 0:47Intro 0:58Slower Riff 1:06Intro (x0,5)1:25Interlude 1:35Music Box 1:54Band enters 2:02Interlude' Halftime 2:04Teil -119E 2:43Slower Riff 2:45Verse Riff 3:14
歌曲: Blades
歌词:
Your final moon sets
On this night you shall die!
Your pathetic merciful god, where is he now?
He didn't listen to your cry…
We will come to you like thieves in the night
To extinct, to erase you
Filled with pure darkened wrath
Filled with passion to murder
Sons and daughters of christ
On the night of all nights die!
Feel the kiss of the scythe
In your horror-filled eyes it gleams bright
You will fall to your knees
Call to god for salvation
Raped by blades straight from Hell
Behold Satans creation!
As you drown in the dark
Feel the pain, feel the torture
You got quenched by the scythe
By the powers of Death's might
We will come to you like thieves in the night
To extinct, to erase you
Raped by blades straight from Hell
Filled with passion to murder
Sons and daughters of christ
Of the night of all nights die!
You got quenched by the scythe
By the powers of Death's might
Your final moon sets, now you know you will die
Face our powerful bloodstained blades
Meet your maker? No!
We will send you straight to Hell