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标题:Mandatory Suicide
标签: 总谱
艺人:SlayER
专辑:South Of Heaven
作词:Tom Araya, Jeff Hanneman & Kerry King
作曲:Araya, Hanneman, King
制谱人:metallserge@rambler.ru ICQ:253091753
指示:Sorry!!! No outro Noize-Solo & Recitation Voice aviable. Pliz do it for me!!!!
附注:
Hi metall fans. I'm Serge from Russia. Please write me if you can. Some comments for this song: P.M. now is a one dynamic minus of current dynamic: P.M. of forte is mezo forte. atc. Accent note use one dinamic plus of current. Some bends in solo are special. Look inside them. Pick slides and Scrapes I use with "guitar freat noise " - 120 track. Some simple slides are not the usual. So use them carefully. "Note x" - It mean a "Mute" the Note. "o" means staccatto - short note. A.H. means Artificial Harmonics. I use Real harmonic to Real note. They gets by special play with pick. (Note) means that note has taken before. ___________________________________________ As topic says there is no outro Noize-Solo & Recitation Vocal aviable:( Too bas, but I can't do it! Think thats all. If you get a questions mail me!!
节拍: ♩ = 156
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标记:IntroE RiffRhy. Fig. 21st VerseBurn!!!2nd VerseSuicide..Rhy. Fig. 1Guitar SoloBridge3rd VerseSuicide...BreakOutro - W/Rhy. Fig. 4
歌词:
Murder at your every foot step.
A child's toy sudden death.
Sniper blazes you thru your knees
Falling down can you feel the heat,
Burn!
Ambushed by the spray of lead
Count the bullet holes in your head.
Offspring sent out to cry,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. (x4)
Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire.
Screaming soul sent out to die,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. (x4)
Lying, dying, screaming in pain.
Begging, pleading, bullets drop like rain.
Mines explode, pain sheers through your brain,
Radical amputation, this is insane.
Fly swatter stakes drive through your chest.
Spikes impale you as you're forced off the crest.
Soldier of misfortune
Hunting with bated breath.
A vile smell, like tasting death.
Dead bodies, dying and wounded
Litter the city streets
Shattered glass, bits of clothing and human deceit.
Dying (in) terror,
Blood's cheap, it's everywhere.
Mandatory suicide, massacre on the front line.