Cradle Of Filth - A Dream of Wolves in the Snow 吉他谱
Cradle Of Filth - A Dream of Wolves in the Snow
标题: A Dream of Wolves in the Snow
副标题:
艺术家: Cradle of Filth
专辑: The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
作者: Cradle of Filth
版权: Cradle of Filth
制谱者: Greg Anthony; sotek85@hotmail.com
说明:
备注: im not sure if my timing is right for the keyboard solo
thing. It sounds ok to me.
Lyrics
Ahh.. Listen to them..
The children of the night
What sweet music they make
(all of that is said before any instruments play.. I only
used one bar of silence to represent this as it gets
boring waiting for 9 seconds of silence)
May gentle dreams be brought that i might reach...
the gentle strains of midnight speech
and frozen stars that gild the forest floor
Through the swirling snow
Volkh's children come
to run with me, to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of christ
from where they fall...
Enjoy this song, please vote and leave some
constructive comments so i know what to do for next
time
Thanks a lot
速度: 120 BPM
音轨: 3
乐器:
小节: 39
文件: Cradle Of Filth - A Dream of Wolves in the Snow.gp3
副标题:
艺术家: Cradle of Filth
专辑: The Principle of Evil Made Flesh
作者: Cradle of Filth
版权: Cradle of Filth
制谱者: Greg Anthony; sotek85@hotmail.com
说明:
备注: im not sure if my timing is right for the keyboard solo
thing. It sounds ok to me.
Lyrics
Ahh.. Listen to them..
The children of the night
What sweet music they make
(all of that is said before any instruments play.. I only
used one bar of silence to represent this as it gets
boring waiting for 9 seconds of silence)
May gentle dreams be brought that i might reach...
the gentle strains of midnight speech
and frozen stars that gild the forest floor
Through the swirling snow
Volkh's children come
to run with me, to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of christ
from where they fall...
Enjoy this song, please vote and leave some
constructive comments so i know what to do for next
time
Thanks a lot
速度: 120 BPM
音轨: 3
乐器:
小节: 39
歌词
Oh, listen to themThe children of the night
What sweet music they make
May dreams be brought that I might reach
The gentle strains of midnight speech
And frozen stars that gild the forest floor
Through the swirling snow
Volkh's children come
To run with me, to hunt as one
to snatch the lambs of Christ
From where they fall
