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The Moor

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The Moor

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标题:The Moor

标签: 总谱

制谱人:Dark Hunter

附注:

Ebow for some lead parts, that's why they're played 
on one string most of the time...

节拍:♩ = 90

音轨:

Guitar 1 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 2 - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 3 - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
Guitar 4 - 钢弦吉他 Acoustic Guitar(steel)
Bass - 指拨电贝司 Electric Bass(finger)
Drums - 敲击乐器

注释:Fade inThis note's actually played by Guitar 2E-bowThe sight of summer upon my returnFifteen alike since I was hereBathed in deep fogn blurring my trailSnuffing the first morning raysWeary from what have been agesStill calm with my mind at peaceWould I prosper or fall, drain the pastThe lapse of the moment took its turnI was foul and tainted, devoid of faithWearing my death mask at birthThe hands of god, decrepit and thinCold caress and then nothingI was taken away from my plightA treason bestowed to the crowdBranded a jonah with fevered bloodUngodly freak, defilerPale touch, writhing in the embersDamp mud burning in my eyesPale touch, writhing in the embersDamp mud burning in my eyesAll the faces turn awayAnd all woul sneer at my demiseOutcast with dogmas forged belowSeared and beaten, banished from where I was bornNo mercy would help me on my wayIn the pouring rain nothing is the sameVows in ashesI pledge myself to no-oneSeethed and spitefullAll shuder at the call of my nameIf you'll bear with meYou'll fear of meThere is no forgiveness in these eyesFor any of you but oneDispel the mist for nowMelinda is the reason why I've comeOoh oohOohShe is waterdrops over the pyreA thistle in my handsStained and torn, aged and brownVirtuous shell with kindred innocenceI awoke from the miasmaPassing swiftly through the moorThis is here, water stirAnd in the distance all that was lostIf you'll bear with meYou'll fear of meYou'd never leave me toA fate with you

歌曲: The Moor

艺人:Opeth

专辑:Still Life

作词:Opeth

作曲:Mr Akerfeldt

编曲:Opeth

歌词:

The sigh of summer upon my return

Fifteen alike since I was here

Bathed in deep fog, blurring my trail

Snuffing the first morning rays



Weary from what might have been ages

Still calm with my mind at peace

Would I prosper or fall, drain the past

The lapse of the moment took it's turn



I was foul and tainted, devoid of faith

Wearing my death-mask at birth

The hands of God, decrepit and thin

Cold caress and then nothing

I was taken away from my plight

A treason bestowed to the crowd

Branded a jonah with fevered blood

Ungodly freak, defiler



Pale touch, writhing in the embers

Damp mud burning in my eyes

All the faces turned away

And all would sneer at my demise



Outcast with dogmas forged below

Seared and beaten, banished from where I was born

No mercy would help me on my way

In the pouring rain nothing is the same



Vows in ashes

I pledge myself to no-one

Seethed and spiteful

All shudder at the call of my name

If you'll bear with me

You'll fear of me



There is no forgiveness in these eyes

For any of you but one

Dispel the mist for now

Melinda is the reason why I've come



(MELINDA...)



She is waterdrops over the pyre

A thistle in my hands

Stained and torn, aged and brown

Virtous shell with kindred innocense



I awoke from the miasma

Passing swiftly through the moor

This is here, waters stir

And in the distance all that was lost

If you'll bear with me

You'll fear of me

You'd never leave me to

A fate with you