English Fire (Album Version) 歌词
| 歌曲 | English Fire (Album Version) |
| 歌手 | Cradle of Filth |
| 专辑 | Nymphetamine |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Adrian Erlandson/Dani Davey/Dave Pybus/Martin Powell/Paul Allender |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Adrian Erlandson/Adrian Erlandsson/Dani Davey/Dani Davey (Dani Filth)/Dave Pybus/Martin Powell/Paul Allender |
| [00:12.57] | Seven brides serve me seven sins |
| [00:15.90] | Seven seas writhe for me |
| [00:18.78] | From Orient gates to R'lyeh |
| [00:25.05] | Abydos to Thessaly |
| [00:25.47] | And Sirens sing from stern |
| [00:28.26] | But now I cease to play |
| [00:31.47] | For I yearn to return |
| [00:32.37] | To woodland ferns |
| [00:34.77] | Where Herne and his wild huntress lay |
| [00:37.62] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [00:55.65] | Spurning the darkness |
| [01:00.24] | The great purgations of distinguished tours |
| [01:02.22] | Are but stills in time |
| [01:08.07] | To the thrill that I'm |
| [01:11.25] | Once more |
| [01:13.20] | Heading to the bedding |
| [01:14.19] | Of her English shores |
| [01:29.01] | The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails |
| [01:31.98] | Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees |
| [01:35.31] | And mists clung tight in panic to vales |
| [01:38.25] | When Brigantia spoke her soul to me |
| [01:39.24] | From Imbolg to Bealtaine |
| [01:39.90] | Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts |
| [02:00.69] | I heard her lament as season's blent |
| [02:03.87] | Together a chimerical beast |
| [02:10.89] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [02:11.97] | Churning in darkness |
| [02:16.32] | The celebrations of extinguished wars |
| [02:18.51] | Are but stills in time |
| [02:24.36] | To the chill that climbs |
| [02:25.50] | Once more |
| [02:29.82] | Dreading the red weddings |
| [02:30.78] | On her English shores |
| [02:33.27] | Gone are the rustic summers of my youth |
| [02:35.46] | Cruel winter cut their sacred throats |
| [02:37.11] | With polished scythes that reap worldwide |
| [02:42.39] | Pitch black skies and forest smoke |
| [03:12.78] | And the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:17.07] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:17.52] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:18.18] | To rove and rally once more |
| [03:18.75] | One of her sons from the vast far-flung |
| [03:19.65] | Come home to rebuild |
| [03:20.07] | The rampant line of the Leonine |
| [03:20.73] | Risen over pestilent fields |
| [03:26.70] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [03:28.26] | Burning in darkness |
| [03:32.94] | The salvation of her hungry sword |
| [03:33.99] | Shalt spill like wine |
| [03:40.62] | From the hills to chines |
| [03:41.58] | That pour |
| [03:45.75] | Spreading her beheadings |
| [03:47.04] | On these English shores |
| [03:50.16] | For the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:53.34] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:57.00] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:57.99] | To rove and rally once more |
| [04:02.94] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:06.03] | From it's reticent doze |
| [04:09.45] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:12.06] | Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Adrian Erlandson Dani Davey Dave Pybus Martin Powell Paul Allender |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Adrian Erlandson Adrian Erlandsson Dani Davey Dani Davey Dani Filth Dave Pybus Martin Powell Paul Allender |
| [00:12.57] | Seven brides serve me seven sins |
| [00:15.90] | Seven seas writhe for me |
| [00:18.78] | From Orient gates to R' lyeh |
| [00:25.05] | Abydos to Thessaly |
| [00:25.47] | And Sirens sing from stern |
| [00:28.26] | But now I cease to play |
| [00:31.47] | For I yearn to return |
| [00:32.37] | To woodland ferns |
| [00:34.77] | Where Herne and his wild huntress lay |
| [00:37.62] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [00:55.65] | Spurning the darkness |
| [01:00.24] | The great purgations of distinguished tours |
| [01:02.22] | Are but stills in time |
| [01:08.07] | To the thrill that I' m |
| [01:11.25] | Once more |
| [01:13.20] | Heading to the bedding |
| [01:14.19] | Of her English shores |
| [01:29.01] | The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails |
| [01:31.98] | Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees |
| [01:35.31] | And mists clung tight in panic to vales |
| [01:38.25] | When Brigantia spoke her soul to me |
| [01:39.24] | From Imbolg to Bealtaine |
| [01:39.90] | Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts |
| [02:00.69] | I heard her lament as season' s blent |
| [02:03.87] | Together a chimerical beast |
| [02:10.89] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [02:11.97] | Churning in darkness |
| [02:16.32] | The celebrations of extinguished wars |
| [02:18.51] | Are but stills in time |
| [02:24.36] | To the chill that climbs |
| [02:25.50] | Once more |
| [02:29.82] | Dreading the red weddings |
| [02:30.78] | On her English shores |
| [02:33.27] | Gone are the rustic summers of my youth |
| [02:35.46] | Cruel winter cut their sacred throats |
| [02:37.11] | With polished scythes that reap worldwide |
| [02:42.39] | Pitch black skies and forest smoke |
| [03:12.78] | And the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:17.07] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:17.52] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:18.18] | To rove and rally once more |
| [03:18.75] | One of her sons from the vast far-flung |
| [03:19.65] | Come home to rebuild |
| [03:20.07] | The rampant line of the Leonine |
| [03:20.73] | Risen over pestilent fields |
| [03:26.70] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [03:28.26] | Burning in darkness |
| [03:32.94] | The salvation of her hungry sword |
| [03:33.99] | Shalt spill like wine |
| [03:40.62] | From the hills to chines |
| [03:41.58] | That pour |
| [03:45.75] | Spreading her beheadings |
| [03:47.04] | On these English shores |
| [03:50.16] | For the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:53.34] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:57.00] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:57.99] | To rove and rally once more |
| [04:02.94] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:06.03] | From it' s reticent doze |
| [04:09.45] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:12.06] | Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Adrian Erlandson Dani Davey Dave Pybus Martin Powell Paul Allender |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Adrian Erlandson Adrian Erlandsson Dani Davey Dani Davey Dani Filth Dave Pybus Martin Powell Paul Allender |
| [00:12.57] | Seven brides serve me seven sins |
| [00:15.90] | Seven seas writhe for me |
| [00:18.78] | From Orient gates to R' lyeh |
| [00:25.05] | Abydos to Thessaly |
| [00:25.47] | And Sirens sing from stern |
| [00:28.26] | But now I cease to play |
| [00:31.47] | For I yearn to return |
| [00:32.37] | To woodland ferns |
| [00:34.77] | Where Herne and his wild huntress lay |
| [00:37.62] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [00:55.65] | Spurning the darkness |
| [01:00.24] | The great purgations of distinguished tours |
| [01:02.22] | Are but stills in time |
| [01:08.07] | To the thrill that I' m |
| [01:11.25] | Once more |
| [01:13.20] | Heading to the bedding |
| [01:14.19] | Of her English shores |
| [01:29.01] | The wind bickered in Satanic mill sails |
| [01:31.98] | Eyes flickered in deep thickets of trees |
| [01:35.31] | And mists clung tight in panic to vales |
| [01:38.25] | When Brigantia spoke her soul to me |
| [01:39.24] | From Imbolg to Bealtaine |
| [01:39.90] | Lughnasadh to Samhain feasts |
| [02:00.69] | I heard her lament as season' s blent |
| [02:03.87] | Together a chimerical beast |
| [02:10.89] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [02:11.97] | Churning in darkness |
| [02:16.32] | The celebrations of extinguished wars |
| [02:18.51] | Are but stills in time |
| [02:24.36] | To the chill that climbs |
| [02:25.50] | Once more |
| [02:29.82] | Dreading the red weddings |
| [02:30.78] | On her English shores |
| [02:33.27] | Gone are the rustic summers of my youth |
| [02:35.46] | Cruel winter cut their sacred throats |
| [02:37.11] | With polished scythes that reap worldwide |
| [02:42.39] | Pitch black skies and forest smoke |
| [03:12.78] | And the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:17.07] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:17.52] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:18.18] | To rove and rally once more |
| [03:18.75] | One of her sons from the vast far-flung |
| [03:19.65] | Come home to rebuild |
| [03:20.07] | The rampant line of the Leonine |
| [03:20.73] | Risen over pestilent fields |
| [03:26.70] | Now the tidal are turning |
| [03:28.26] | Burning in darkness |
| [03:32.94] | The salvation of her hungry sword |
| [03:33.99] | Shalt spill like wine |
| [03:40.62] | From the hills to chines |
| [03:41.58] | That pour |
| [03:45.75] | Spreading her beheadings |
| [03:47.04] | On these English shores |
| [03:50.16] | For the hosts that I saw there |
| [03:53.34] | Drones of carrion law |
| [03:57.00] | Drove the ghosts of my forbears |
| [03:57.99] | To rove and rally once more |
| [04:02.94] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:06.03] | From it' s reticent doze |
| [04:09.45] | This is a waking for England |
| [04:12.06] | Lest hope and glory are regarded as foes |
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