Again We Rise

Lamb of God · 9 音轨 · 165 小节 · 热度 1,248

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Lamb of God《Again We Rise》吉他谱:共 9 条音轨(Guitar、Guitar、Guitar、Guitar、Guitar、Bass、Drum、Cymbals),165 小节,时长约 4 分 26 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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关于 Lamb of God

来自美国Virginia的金属乐队Lamb of God原名叫做Burn the Priest，由主唱Randy Blythe，吉他手Mark Morton和Will Adler，贝斯手John Campbell和鼓手Chris Adler等五位成员组成。1998年，Burn the Priest曾发行过一张同名专辑《Burn the Priest》。2000年，Burn the Priest乐队正式更名为Lamb of God。同年，Lamb Of God发行了首张专辑《New American Gospel》，得到了歌迷很高的评价。此后，Lamb Of God开始了一次大规模的巡演，无论是大规模的音乐节演出还是小型的酒吧演出，乐队都格外卖力的参加。在将近两年的时间内，Lamb of God乐队都一直在巡演中度过，一直在宣传他们号称“;纯粹美国式的死亡金属”;。 2003年夏天…

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Store-bought attitude and spit,

A sugar-coated piece of shit.

An instant rebel, just add greed.

Another useless commodity.

Broken glass and a broken jaw.

Lies are told in a southern drawl.

Poor-house poverty's your schtick.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

Blood and fire used to fill the night,

Burnt and drowned by our very lives.

You missed a sinking boat by years,

Dollar signs, crocodile tears.

It's over now and long has been,

Those days are gone won't come again.

Another name crossed off the list.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

There's nothing for you to fight against,

You're so unreal it's evident.

You'll never be one of our kind,

This ain't yours, fuck you, don't try.

(This ain't yours, fuck you, don't try) [5x]

This bridge was burnt before you could cross,

You reap the benefits of what's lost.

Go home son, hang your costume up,

A goddamn insult to the rest of us.

A thousand-yard stare across the south,

A fully belly and a lying mouth.

Mamma's boy plays heretic.

The real thing would kill you quick.

Rise, again we will rise.

Rise, again we will rise.

[x2]

Fuck you, don't even try.

Fuck you, your time is nigh.

Fuck you, I've had enough.

Fuck you, your time is up.