作词 : Brooker, Reid
作曲 : Keith Reid/Gary Brooker
It was all once bright jewels
And glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged
And strangled the land
Waste fills the temples,
Dead daughters are born
The presses are empty
The editors torn
Whose husband was the first to fall?
Who died the worst death of them all?
How many splinters in each separate band?
How many stations in the final hand?
Now gather up sea shells,
And write down brave words
Your prayers are unanswered,
Your idols absurd
The **** and the cobweb,
Have rotted your sword
Your barricades broken,
Your enemies lord.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Brooker, Reid
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Keith Reid/Gary Brooker
[00:08.88]It was all once bright jewels
[00:14.10]And glittering sand
[00:18.12]The oceans have ravaged
[00:21.69]And strangled the land
[00:23.94]Waste fills the temples,
[00:35.25]Dead daughters are born
[00:35.70]The presses are empty
[00:36.12]The editors torn
[00:45.30]Whose husband was the first to fall?
[00:52.35]Who died the worst death of them all?
[01:00.69]How many splinters in each separate band?
[01:07.86]How many stations in the final hand?
[01:16.86]Now gather up sea shells,
[01:19.32]And write down brave words
[01:22.71]Your prayers are unanswered,
[01:26.25]Your idols absurd
[01:35.43]The **** and the cobweb,
[01:37.38]Have rotted your sword
[01:37.83]Your barricades broken,
[01:39.66]Your enemies lord.
作词 : Brooker, Reid
作曲 : Keith Reid/Gary Brooker
It was all once bright jewels
And glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged
And strangled the land
Waste fills the temples,
Dead daughters are born
The presses are empty
The editors torn
Whose husband was the first to fall?
Who died the worst death of them all?
How many splinters in each separate band?
How many stations in the final hand?
Now gather up sea shells,
And write down brave words
Your prayers are unanswered,
Your idols absurd
The **** and the cobweb,
Have rotted your sword
Your barricades broken,
Your enemies lord.
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : Brooker, Reid
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Keith Reid/Gary Brooker
[00:08.88]It was all once bright jewels
[00:14.10]And glittering sand
[00:18.12]The oceans have ravaged
[00:21.69]And strangled the land
[00:23.94]Waste fills the temples,
[00:35.25]Dead daughters are born
[00:35.70]The presses are empty
[00:36.12]The editors torn
[00:45.30]Whose husband was the first to fall?
[00:52.35]Who died the worst death of them all?
[01:00.69]How many splinters in each separate band?
[01:07.86]How many stations in the final hand?
[01:16.86]Now gather up sea shells,
[01:19.32]And write down brave words
[01:22.71]Your prayers are unanswered,
[01:26.25]Your idols absurd
[01:35.43]The **** and the cobweb,
[01:37.38]Have rotted your sword
[01:37.83]Your barricades broken,
[01:39.66]Your enemies lord.