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  • 标题:The Moor

    标签: 总谱

    艺人:Opeth

    专辑:Still Life

    作词:Opeth

    作曲:Mikael Akerfeldt

    编曲:Opeth

    制谱人:**Jester**>>>>>>>>>>>>ya_schmergen@hotmail.com

    指示:Mikael is a genius.............indisputable

    附注:
    There are a few mistakes but opeth tabs are hard to 
    tab...............
    
    The acoustic bits are wrong in places.
    
    Things will go wrong if you dont play the intro from the 
    start and leave playing because there are lots of 
    volume increases

    节拍: ♩ = 185

    注释:This bit i am really not sure about
    歌曲: The Moor
    歌词:
    The sigh of summer upon my return
    Fifteen alike since I was here
    Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail
    Snuffing the first morning rays

    Weary from what might have been ages
    Still calm with my mind at peace
    Would I prosper or fall, drain the past
    The lapse of the moment took it's turn

    I was foul and tainted, devoid of faith
    Wearing my death-mask at birth
    The hands of God, decrepit and thin
    Cold caress and then nothing
    I was taken away from my plight
    A treason bestowed to the crowd
    Branded a jonah with fevered blood
    Ungodly freak, defiler

    Pale touch, writhing in the embers
    Damp mud burning in my eyes
    All the faces turned away
    And all would sneer at my demise

    Outcast with dogmas forged below
    Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born
    No mercy would help me on my way
    In the pouring rain nothing is the same

    Vows in ashes
    I pledge myself to no-one
    Seethed and spiteful
    All shudder at the call of my name
    If you'll bear with me
    You'll fear of me

    There is no forgiveness in these eyes
    For any of you but one
    Dispel the mist for now
    Melinda is the reason why I've come

    (MELINDA...)

    She is waterdrops over the pyre
    A thistle in my hands
    Stained and torn, aged and brown
    Virtous shell with kindred innocense

    I awoke from the miasma
    Passing swiftly through the moor
    This is here, waters stir
    And in the distance all that was lost
    If you'll bear with me
    You'll fear of me
    You'd never leave me to
    A fate with you
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