Cemetery And Sundown

Cradle of Filth · 5 音轨 · 198 小节 · 635 次浏览

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Cradle of Filth《Cemetery And Sundown》吉他谱:共 5 条音轨(LEAD、BASS),198 小节,时长约 5 分 17 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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小简介 Cradle of Filth，这支来自英国於1991年由主唱Dani Filth领军所组成的黑金属乐团，以不同於一般原始黑金属或是残暴黑金属的表达方式，利用Dani Filth特有尖高音式的黑腔搭配交响弦乐与阴暗气氛的背景，詮释著受H..P. Lovecraft深深影响Dani所写出高文学素质的歌词，引领著这股所谓「吸血鬼派黑金属」的乐潮。从1991年「The Principle of Evil Made Flesh」原始杀戮般的吸血狂，到「Bitter Suites To Succubi」重交响气氛的吸血灵皇，Cradle Of Filth热门的情况，不仅从专辑销售量与排行榜不难看出，而他们从Cacophonous公司到Music For Nations公司，乃至现在成为第一个加入主流唱片公司Sony Music的黑金属乐团，更可证明Cradle Of Filth具有多大的魅…

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We rise with the sun in the underworld

We suffer from a graveless name

We prise wide lids

And wounds with lips curled

Over teeth that have tasted shame

Cemetery and sundown

Against the flora of nightfall

We gather like the fauna of war

To curse Aurora so spiteful

With her stake in the coming of dawn

To conjure forth the past

Those heady nights of pain resplendent

In the service of the Goddess of Death

When her sheets ran royalty-red

Moons lengthen our crypt-kept silhouettes

Shadows dance, eyes flicker in descent

Unveil the greed, our needs are bitter, spent

On upturned mouths and haunts of wickedness

We walk this Eden, a secret

Faces hidden under Leonine pride

In dusk’s embrace

We find it hard to keep it

When blood and lust and waking worlds collide

Too long have we skulked like drifters

In the cities of the neon sun

Vagabond dogs and graveyard shifters

Mona Lisas where the paint has run

I miss our glorious past

Our nightly flights of fear dependent

Like phantoms in the eaves for Miss Christine

When the song bird broke her neck

Wolves howl their fogbound serenades

Churches arch their backs with balustrades

Praise be to the shedding of masquerades

When we hunt these vestal vermin unafraid

Of the covenant made…

Draw the blinds on the floors of raw meat

There is murder in the thirst

Rich red vascular tapestries

Hung in gilded frames of nuns asleep

In dreams where themes of bestiality

Are a blessing on their Sunday sheep

Sermons hang a black gown

Over cemetery and sundown

Now the clock is harrying midnight

And the ghost of yet-to-come

Will she show rewrites of dark delight

Or the sewers we’ve overrun?

I see a winter palace

Cut diamonds at a porcelain neck

When Swan Lake crushed poor sanity’s spirit

As I threw her to it bled

We rise with the sun in the underworld

We suffer from a graveless name

We prise wide lids

And wounds with lips curled

Over teeth that have tasted shame

We walk this Eden, a secret

Faces hidden under Leonine pride

In dusk’s embrace

We find it hard to keep it

When blood and lust and waking worlds collide