歌曲 | Leviathan (LP Version) |
歌手 | Yngwie Malmsteen |
专辑 | Fire & Ice |
标题:Leviathan | |
艺术家:Alestorm | |
Legend speaks of a beast | |
Three hundred miles from it's tip to it's tail | |
None have seen it, yet all know it's name | |
Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail | |
We set out on a quest | |
In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell | |
On a ransom to bring back it's head | |
Our journey would take us to the depths of hell | |
His eyes shine like the rays of morning | |
His mouth is as a burning flame | |
Leviathan | |
Cresting the waves | |
Leading us all to the grave | |
Slaying all foes | |
Who dare to oppose | |
Tearing bodies limb from limb | |
Eviscerating on a whim | |
The skies turned to black | |
The oceans fell dead, no winds dared to blow | |
Then out the darkness with a thunderous roar | |
Leviathan rose up from the depths below | |
Cannons fired, and swords tasted blood | |
As the beast turned to strike with rage in it's eyes | |
From it's mouth came a great ball of flame | |
It was then we all knew, that the end was nigh | |
His nostrils seethe with fumes of brimstone | |
He is the beast that can't be tamed |
biāo tí: Leviathan | |
yì shù jiā: Alestorm | |
Legend speaks of a beast | |
Three hundred miles from it' s tip to it' s tail | |
None have seen it, yet all know it' s name | |
Like the ark of the covenant, or the holy grail | |
We set out on a quest | |
In search of the lair, where the creature doth dwell | |
On a ransom to bring back it' s head | |
Our journey would take us to the depths of hell | |
His eyes shine like the rays of morning | |
His mouth is as a burning flame | |
Leviathan | |
Cresting the waves | |
Leading us all to the grave | |
Slaying all foes | |
Who dare to oppose | |
Tearing bodies limb from limb | |
Eviscerating on a whim | |
The skies turned to black | |
The oceans fell dead, no winds dared to blow | |
Then out the darkness with a thunderous roar | |
Leviathan rose up from the depths below | |
Cannons fired, and swords tasted blood | |
As the beast turned to strike with rage in it' s eyes | |
From it' s mouth came a great ball of flame | |
It was then we all knew, that the end was nigh | |
His nostrils seethe with fumes of brimstone | |
He is the beast that can' t be tamed |