Transilvanian Hunger

Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱 Transilvanian Hunger吉他谱

标题:Transilvanian Hunger

附注:
Letanias: 
                !! Unholy !!!
           !!! Black Metal !!!
                     666

       Riobamba -  Ecuador     
                    2006

节拍:♩ = 68

音轨:
  1. Nocturno Culto - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
  2. Fenriz - 敲击乐器
注释:Tandilvanian hunger cold.... Cold.................Your hands are cruel to haunt,To haunt..................The mountains are cold soul...Cold.................Careful...pale......Forever at night......Take me Can't you feel the call.Embrace meeternally in your daylight...slumber..To be draped by the shadowof your morbid palaceOhh, hate living...the only heat is warm..blood.............................So pure...........................So cold........................................Transilvanian hunger.............................Hail to the true,intense vampires..A story made for divine..fullfilment....To be the ones breathing...a wind of sorrow...Sorrow and fright...the dearest katharsis........Beautiful evil self..........to be the morbid count..Apart of a pact.......that is delightfully immortal.....................!Ah!..............................................Feel the call freeze youwith the uppermost desire..Transilvanian hunger......My mountain is cold..............!Ah!..............................................So pure...........................................Evil..............................................Cold..............................................Transilvanian hunger..............................

艺人:DARKTHRONE

专辑:Transilvanian Hunger

作词:Fenriz

作曲:andres_inferis666@yahoo.com

歌词:
Transilvanian hunger

Transilvanian hunger cold, soul
Your hands are cruel... to haunt, to haunt

The mountains are cold... soul, cold
Careful pale, forever at night

Take me can't you feel the call
Embrace me eternally in your daylight slumber

To be draped by the shadow of your morbid palace
Ohh, hate living... The only heat is warm blood

So pure... So cold
Transilvanian hunger

Hail to the true, intense vampires
A story made for divine fulfillment

To be the one's breathing a wind of sorrow
Sorrow and fright the dearest katharsis

Beautiful evil self to be the morbid count
A part of a pact that is delightfully immortal

Feel the call freeze you with the uppermost desire
Transilvanian hunger, my mountain is cold

So pure... Evil, cold
Transilvanian hunger


*BY MR.SERPENT *

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