[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