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Black Funeral

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Black Funeral

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标题:Black Funeral

节拍:Moderate ♩ = 93

音轨:

Guitar - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
Bass - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Percussion - 敲击乐器
Overdub - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar

注释:Sitting on borrowedtime, yes it'strueMan in the highestchair says you'rethroughClock on the wall ticksscreaming in yourmindDevils stand waiting,laughing, you've a-rrivedSlipping intothegreyStealing your breatha-wayHourglass outofsandFeeling the colddarkhandBlack Funeral!Oh Yeah!Black Funeral!Oh Yeah!Oh yeahFeeling your bodyfading from yourmindFalling in darknessleaving your life be-hindNow is the time youanswer for yourwaysLiving eternaldarkness for alldaysSlipping intothegreyStealing your breatha-wayHourglass outofsandFeeling the colddarkhandBlack Funeral!Oh Yeah!Black Funeral!Oh Yeah!As your last breath slips into thefutureIs it true?What they say about the propheciespretendingThat they knewYour energy is slowly slippingHands are grippingRound your eyesWho knows where you'll goWhen you areEnding all your timeBlack Funeral!Black Funeral!Black Funeral!Black Funeral!Black Funeral!Oh yeah!Black Funeral!Oh yeah!Black Funeral!Oh yeah!Black Funeral!Oh yeah!

标记:Bass IntroRiff 1Guitar InterludeVersePre-ChorusChorusRiff 2VersePre-ChorusChorusBreakRiff 4VerseRiff 4SoloRiff 4Outro

歌曲: Black Funeral

艺人:Orchid

专辑:Capricorn

歌词:

Sitting on borrowed time, yes it’s true 

Man in the highest chair says you’re through 

Clock on the wall ticks screaming in your mind 

Devils stand waiting, laughing, you’ve arrived 



Slipping into the grey, stealing your breath away 

Hourglass out of sand, Feeling the cold dark hand 

Black funeral 



Feeling your body fading from your mind 

Falling in darkness leaving your life behind 

Now is the time you answer for your ways 

Living eternal darkness for all days 



Slipping into the grey, stealing your breath away 

Hourglass out of sand, Feeling the cold dark hand 

Black funeral 



As your last breath slips into the future 

Is it true? 

What they said about the prophecies pretending 

That they knew 

Your energy is slowly slipping 

Hands are gripping round your eyes 

Who knows where you’ll go when you are ending 

Ending all your time 



Black funeral