歌曲 | Ghost of Perdition |
歌手 | Opeth |
专辑 | The Roundhouse Tapes |
作曲 : Mikael Åkerfeldt | |
作词 : Mikael Åkerfeldt | |
Ghost of Mother | |
Lingering death | |
Ghost on Mother's bed | |
Black strands on the pillow | |
Contour of her health | |
Twisted face upon the head | |
Ghost of perdition | |
Stuck in her chest | |
A warning no one read | |
Tragic friendship | |
Called inside the fog | |
Pouring venom brew deceiving | |
Devil cracked the earthly shell | |
Foretold she was the one | |
Blew hope into the room and said"You have to live before you die young" | |
Devil cracked the earthly shell | |
Foretold she was the one | |
Blew hope into the room and said"You have to live before you die young" | |
Holding her down | |
Channeling darkness | |
Hemlock for the | |
GodsFading resistance | |
Draining the weakness | |
Penetrating inner light | |
Road into the dark unaware | |
Winding ever higher | |
Darkness by her side | |
Spoke and passed her by | |
Dedicated hunter | |
Waits to pull us under | |
Rose up to it's call | |
In his arms she'd fall | |
Mother light received | |
A faithful servant's free | |
In time the hissing of her sanity | |
Faded out her voice and soiled her name | |
And like marked pages in a diary | |
Everything seemed clean that is unstained | |
The incoherent talk of ordinary days | |
Why would we really need to live? | |
Decide what is clear and what's within a haze | |
What you should take and what to give? | |
Ghost of perdition | |
A saint's premotion's unclear | |
Keeper of holy hordes | |
Keeper of holy whores | |
To see a beloved son | |
In despair of what's to come | |
If one cut the source of the flow | |
And everything would change | |
Would conviction fall | |
In the shadow of the righteous | |
The phantasm of your mind | |
Might be calling you to go | |
Defying the forgotten morals | |
Where the victim is the prey |
zuò qǔ : Mikael kerfeldt | |
zuò cí : Mikael kerfeldt | |
Ghost of Mother | |
Lingering death | |
Ghost on Mother' s bed | |
Black strands on the pillow | |
Contour of her health | |
Twisted face upon the head | |
Ghost of perdition | |
Stuck in her chest | |
A warning no one read | |
Tragic friendship | |
Called inside the fog | |
Pouring venom brew deceiving | |
Devil cracked the earthly shell | |
Foretold she was the one | |
Blew hope into the room and said" You have to live before you die young" | |
Devil cracked the earthly shell | |
Foretold she was the one | |
Blew hope into the room and said" You have to live before you die young" | |
Holding her down | |
Channeling darkness | |
Hemlock for the | |
GodsFading resistance | |
Draining the weakness | |
Penetrating inner light | |
Road into the dark unaware | |
Winding ever higher | |
Darkness by her side | |
Spoke and passed her by | |
Dedicated hunter | |
Waits to pull us under | |
Rose up to it' s call | |
In his arms she' d fall | |
Mother light received | |
A faithful servant' s free | |
In time the hissing of her sanity | |
Faded out her voice and soiled her name | |
And like marked pages in a diary | |
Everything seemed clean that is unstained | |
The incoherent talk of ordinary days | |
Why would we really need to live? | |
Decide what is clear and what' s within a haze | |
What you should take and what to give? | |
Ghost of perdition | |
A saint' s premotion' s unclear | |
Keeper of holy hordes | |
Keeper of holy whores | |
To see a beloved son | |
In despair of what' s to come | |
If one cut the source of the flow | |
And everything would change | |
Would conviction fall | |
In the shadow of the righteous | |
The phantasm of your mind | |
Might be calling you to go | |
Defying the forgotten morals | |
Where the victim is the prey |