Thousand Years Of Oppression

Amon Amarth · 3 音轨 · 72 小节 · 1,318 次浏览

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Amon Amarth《Thousand Years Of Oppression》吉他谱:共 3 条音轨(Rhythm Guitar、Lead Guitar、Bass Guitar),72 小节,时长约 2 分 24 秒,GP5 格式,支持在线播放与打印。

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Amon Amarth是一支深深根植于死亡金属并有着坚定而强烈的维京神话信仰的乐队。乐队的名字取自英国文学家J.R.R Tolkien那本著名的幻想历史小说《The Lord of the Rings》（指环王），Amon Amarth在小说中是指一个特定的地点，即The Mountain of Doom（厄运之山），Tiamat乐队为他们的一首早期经典作品也取了同样的名字。乐队的风格为比较凶狠的旋律黑死金属，双吉他，没有键盘。他们的歌曲整体上感觉比较压抑，但又不失凶狠，有点象At the Gates与Dark Tranqullity的结合。

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He hung on the windswept world tree

Whose roots no one knows

For nine whole days he hung there pierced

By Gugnir, his spear

Swimming in pain he peered into the depths

And cried out in agony

Reaching out he grasped the runes

Before falling back from the abyss

He gave himself unto himself

In a world of sheering pain

So that we all may live our lives

By the wisdom that he gained

You doubted him, and spread their lies

Across the world, with sword in hand

You raped our souls, and stole our right

All for the words of mild-mannered man

You listened to mild-mannered god

And put your faith in deceitful words

Your powertrip was paid by blood

In kindness' name you spilled our blood

I refuse to submit

To the god you say is kind

I know what's right, and it is time

It's time to fight, and free our minds

Let me die without fear!

As I have lived without it

So shut your mouth and spare my ears

I'm fed up with all your bullshit

After a thousand years of oppression

Let the berserks rise again

Let the world hear these words once more:

"Save us, oh lord, from the wrath of the Norseman"

Our spritis were forged in snow and ice

To bend like steel forged over fire

We were not made to bend like reed

Or turn the other cheek

He grasped the runes, they're ours to use