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Thy Raven Wings

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Thy Raven Wings

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标题:Thy Raven Wings

标签: 总谱

制谱人:Paddy McMullan [pmtabs@gmail.com]

指示:Tune all instruments down 1 and 1/2 steps.

附注:

This tab was created using the following software:

Guitar Pro 5.2
Amazing Slow Downer 3.2.3

This tab has NOT been optimised to be played back
with the RSE - if you use the RSE you may need to
tweak the volume levels etc. to suit your own
software/taste.

Update History:

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[ 9th March 2010 ]
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* Tab completed

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[ 7th November 2010 ]
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* Corrected bar 9 of Guitar 1 and all repeats of this bar. 
 Originally the C was sliding into the E when no such 
transition was required.

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节拍:Moderate ♩ = 90

音轨:

Guitar 1 (Distortion) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Guitar 2 (Distortion) - 失真音效吉他 Distortion Guitar
Lead Guitar (Distortion) - 驱动音效吉他 Overdriven Guitar
Keyboard 1 (Piano) - 大钢琴 Acoustic Grand Piano
Keyboard 2 (Strings) - 弦乐合奏1 String Ensemble 1
Keyboard 3 (Choir Aahs) - 合唱“啊”音 Choir Aahs
Bass - 拨片拨电贝司 Electric Bass(pick)
Drums - 敲击乐器

标记:Intro/SegueSection 1Section 2Section 3Section 4Section 5Section 6Section 7Section 8Section 9Section 10

歌曲: Thy Raven Wings

艺人:My Dying Bride

专辑:A Line of Deathless Kings

作词:My Dying Bride

作曲:My Dying Bride

歌词:

In fiery flight we would leave this hall

The Holy house, House of God will fall

To death they go with music and song

But our dread simply must go on



I feel our need to feed goes on

For our greed, watch them bleeding on

This hour's ours, with open arms go on



Crowned with thorns and pain was he

Raised our hands and slew him utterly

Crimson waves of the tears of war

This is what we were put here for



Eden falls, Mercy for life

I hear their calls

Stood and watched them die

Heaven crawls.

Wings burn on high

Beauty falls.

Beg unto me why?



Fold thy raven wings

'Tis our duty, darkness brings

If this day be our last

Our victims await

For they are vast



In fiery death we will crawl away

Content we lived for each and every day

Black and burned with a stench of decay.