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  • 标题:Ghost of Perdition

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Opeth

    专辑:Ghost Reveries

    作词:Opeth, Åkerfeldt

    作曲:Mikael Akerfeldt & Opeth

    制谱人:Shredhed_777

    附注:
    THIS SONG KICKS ASS!!!!
    
    
    I did the guitars and flutes from scratch as all the other 
    tabs that I've seen are wrong.
    
    Please add the drums and bass, but without changing 
    the guitars or flutes. It took me almost a day to get all 
    this crap right. :)
    
    P.S. don't forget to rate this tab :)

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 95

    注释:Delay effectdelay offhammer onto this note
    标记:IntroVerseInterludeBridgeInterludeVerseBridgeGuitar SoloBridgeInterludeBridgeInterludeGuitar SoloBridgeOutro
    歌词:
    Ghost of mother
    Lingering death
    Ghost on mother’s bed
    Black strands on the pillow
    Contour of her health
    Twisted face upon the head

    Ghost of perdition
    Stuck in her chest
    A warning on one read
    Tragic friendship
    Called inside the fog
    Pouring venom brew deceiving

    Devil cracked the earthly shell
    Foretold she was the one
    Blew hope into the room and said:
    “ you have to live before you die young”

    Holding her down
    Channeling darkness
    Hemlock for the gods
    Fading resistance
    Draining the weakness
    Penetrating inner light

    Road into the dark unaware
    Winding ever higher

    Darkness by her side
    Spoke and passed her by
    Dedicated hunter
    Waits to pull us under
    Rose up to it’s call
    In his arms she’d fall
    Mother light received
    And a faithful servant’s free

    In time the hissing of her sanity
    Faded out her voice and soiled her name
    And like marked pages in a diary
    Everything seemed clean that is unstained
    The incoherent talk of ordinary days
    Why would we really need to live?
    Decide what is clear and what’s within a haze
    What you should take and what to give

    Ghost of perdition
    A saint’s premonition’s unclear
    Keeper of holy hordes
    Keeper of holy whores

    To see a beloved son
    In despair of what’s come

    If one cut the source of the flow
    And everything would change
    Would conviction fall
    In the shadow of the righteous
    The phantasm of your mind
    Might be calling you to go
    Defying the forgotten morals
    Where the victim is the prey
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