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Clone

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标题:Clone

附注:

I can't play the drums, so that effects my tabbing of 
them. I just try to get the feel of the drums, I don't try to 
tab them note for note.

Also, the bass might not be right...

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 145

音轨:

Track 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Track 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Track 3 - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Track 4 - 爵士乐电吉他 Electric Guitar (jazz)
Percussion - 敲击乐器

注释:everystep you takeis to the endChaos ,duplicatethe humanslavesmothernatureso farawaywhyPerfect,is the race ,you dreamRight now, I'll make my choicePerfection you fake is notThe soul. not a genetic codeyou fools, you ignoramusHatcherythe newborn to celebrateAshes to ashesI seerespect is in the dustLife is so perfectNow for the weak an abortionCelebrate perfection that growsThe flesh, a gift of scienceThe soul, a fault of a godLife on its wayto the state of fire from the cold taste of steel light embrace the dark lava flowing freeand the cradle is forgot the reasons why, we all lie so pale on the playground of coldmother nature is, at saturation pointand the cradle, is falling downRight now, I'll make my choicePerfection you fake is notThe soul , not a genetic codeyou fools , you ignoramus

标记:Singing StartsNew PartNew PartNew PartVariationNew PartSingingVariationNew Part

歌曲: Clone

艺人:Gojira

专辑:Terra Incognita

作词:Joseph Duplantier

作曲:Gojira

歌词:

Every Step you take is to the end

Chaos, duplicate the human slaves

Mother Nature so far away: Why?

Perfect is the race in your dream



Right now, I make my choice

Perfection you fake is not

The soul, not a genetic code

You fools, you ignoramuses



Hatchery, the newborn to celebrate

Ashes to ashes, I see respect in the dust

Life is so perfect



Now for the weak an abortion

Celebrate perfection that grows

The flesh, a gift of science

The soul a fault of a god



Life on it's way to the state of fire

From the cold taste of steel

Light embraces the dark, lava flowing free

And the cradle is... 

Forgot the reasons why - We all lie so pale

On the playground of cold

Mother Nature is at saturation point

And the cradle is falling down...