Mannequin

Cradle of Filth · 9 音轨 · 172 小节 · 热度 1,467

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Cradle of Filth《Mannequin》吉他谱:共 9 条音轨(ALLENDER、PAUL、SARAH JEZEBEL DEVA、MARTIN POWELL、MARTIN POWELL、MARTIN POWELL、DAVE PYBUS、ADRIAN),172 小节,时长约 4 分 7 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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关于 Cradle of Filth

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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Burning flesh,

Dripping sweat,

Using them all,

Like the paralyzing snake,

Charmed and enchanted by the babylon whore.

Led to other worlds

By the girls she curled within

I took their skins to see Her

Be my mannequin

Be my mannequin

I cannot remember

How it was that we first met

Curve of moon and haunted shore

The stars were not those Heaven sent

Did we come together

At masked palatial Balls

In silks and flesh and leather

Or did we come at all?

I dreamt a midnight castle

The eerie song of wolves

And eyes that danced with fire

As they have forever more

Our rites of sin

Have long fathered a hymn

To burden Him

Whom by slip of after whim

At genesis

Dressed Her like the wind

In Autumn gowns

That pinned Her down

To be my mannequin

Be my mannequin

Always poised on winter

But never would She break

My lovecraft and black witch heart

That pounded in Her wake

We kissed on distant balconies

A law unto Her own

Thirteenth dark commandment

Of figures pressed to stone

Turning cream with fantasies

That God alone would know

We graced vomitorium

With the sweet excess of Rome

Flagrant in the past

Our names were deeply carved On the tree of life in long dead languages

Led to other worlds

By the girls she curled within

I took their skins to see Her

Be my mannequin

Be my mannequin

I tongued the nuns at Louviers

But not one word possessed

Her divine right, an archetype

For mortal Goddesses...