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  • 标题:Coffin Fodder

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Cradle Of Filth

    专辑:Nymphetamine

    作词:Cradle Of Filth

    制谱人:XCrusherX (ChristophViper@aol.com)

    附注:
    Correction Made By Luckycof (lucky@gaog.it)
    -->Added Chorus Track (Choir Aahs)
    -->Corrected Tracks Name
    
    corrected by decapitatedguy (assasah@hotmail.com)
    - drums completley redone
    - both guitars and bass corrected
    hope u like :-)

    节拍: ♩ = 125

    注释:im not sure if this track sounds like the one in the song, but its deffinatley here.
    标记:introintro pt 2main themeverse 1bridgemain themeverse 2bridgeinterludept 2solo sectionpt 2main themeoutrobridgeend
    歌词:
    The time has come
    To rise again
    Freedom lift thy sewered hem
    Free from beasts and skewered men

    My dreams unroll
    Ten thousand fold
    Their world will never take me
    They will never desecrate my SOUL

    The stars I have grasped
    Are so far lonely constellations
    And wishing on those stars
    My spirit bars annihilation

    From earthen miseries
    Hosts of most fell forms of greed
    Ghosts of pearly gate remissions

    Forever haunting me
    Slit the witch and watch him bleed
    As with any inquisition

    Lying from the start
    The preachers piled their craft
    Scoffing elder glories
    And dying, I depart
    To make their sunken hearts
    A coffin for their stories

    The time is past
    The falter when
    Freedom slips my sombre pen
    And the gates to wolves break open then

    My feelings may
    Seem constant prey
    But claws no more will rake me
    Those whores have fled to darker days

    Above and beyond
    I have wronged in my position
    But now the winds are strong
    To soar from Babel’s vision

    Of cutthroat jealousies
    Dock to dock these mongrels breed
    Dogs of fogged derision

    Pacing, soon to be
    Back to pack mentality
    When my killing moon is risen

    Trying from the start
    These creatures of the dark
    Were quaffing morning glories
    And dying, I depart
    To make their drunken hearts
    A coffin for their stories

    Innovation in ovation
    Imagination stirs

    Somewhere the dusk is writhing
    Red the shore of a roaring sea
    And though loved there someone is pining
    For waves of blood to run and rescue, me
    For waves of blood to rescue me...

    The time has come
    To rise again
    Freedom lift thy sewered hem
    Free from beasts and skewered men

    My dreams unroll
    Ten thousand fold
    Their world will never take me
    They will never desecrate my sight

    Their world will never break me
    They will never desecrate my soul
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