Song | Cross of Thorns |
Artist | Black Sabbath |
Album | Cross Purposes |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Butler, Iommi, Martin |
[00:01.45] | (Ahhh, Ahhh), |
[00:09.32] | (Ahhh, Ahhh) ... |
[00:13.51] | Don't come closer, cos it ain't safe here. |
[00:19.05] | Just turn around now and walk away. |
[00:25.04] | I gotta tell ya, there are no rules here. |
[00:31.18] | Sometimes I wonder, |
[00:33.94] | what goes on there, behind those eyes. |
[00:38.24] | When a promise is broken, |
[00:45.26] | and no one trusts you, |
[00:48.11] | And young ones crying with their heads to their hands. |
[00:54.03] | When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful, |
[00:59.90] | You can't help thinking you've got blood on your hands, |
[01:07.73] | From a cross of thorns, |
[01:15.57] | Cross of thorns. |
[01:22.03] | Tongues of fire always talking, |
[01:28.74] | wasted words that ring in my ears. |
[01:34.70] | We're still waiting, losing patience, |
[01:40.72] | with all the lies of four hundred years. |
[01:46.77] | I gotta tell ya there are no rules here. |
[01:52.70] | Sometimes I wonder, |
[01:55.70] | what goes on there, behind those eyes. |
[02:03.72] | When a promise is broken, |
[02:06.87] | and no one trusts you, |
[02:09.57] | And young ones crying with their heads in their hands. |
[02:15.25] | When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful, |
[02:21.20] | You can't help thinking you've got blood on your hands. |
[02:28.14] | We gave you yesterday and now you want today. |
[02:33.94] | Oh from the hands of death we take our daily bread. |
[02:39.80] | Now all we do is choke, |
[02:41.85] | and the words that you once spoke fade away, |
[02:50.87] | Fade away. |
[02:54.26] | Look at what you've done, |
[03:02.09] | It's a cross of thorns, |
[03:08.58] | Cross of thorns. |
[03:33.56] | Take away oh this cross of thorns. |
[03:41.39] | Look at what you've done, woah. |
[03:46.19] | Look at what you've done. |
[03:55.11] | It's a cross of thorns. |
[04:09.81] | When a promise is broken and noone trusts you. |
[04:21.59] | You've got blood on your hands from a cross of thorns. |
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[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Butler, Iommi, Martin |
[00:01.45] | Ahhh, Ahhh, |
[00:09.32] | Ahhh, Ahhh ... |
[00:13.51] | Don' t come closer, cos it ain' t safe here. |
[00:19.05] | Just turn around now and walk away. |
[00:25.04] | I gotta tell ya, there are no rules here. |
[00:31.18] | Sometimes I wonder, |
[00:33.94] | what goes on there, behind those eyes. |
[00:38.24] | When a promise is broken, |
[00:45.26] | and no one trusts you, |
[00:48.11] | And young ones crying with their heads to their hands. |
[00:54.03] | When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful, |
[00:59.90] | You can' t help thinking you' ve got blood on your hands, |
[01:07.73] | From a cross of thorns, |
[01:15.57] | Cross of thorns. |
[01:22.03] | Tongues of fire always talking, |
[01:28.74] | wasted words that ring in my ears. |
[01:34.70] | We' re still waiting, losing patience, |
[01:40.72] | with all the lies of four hundred years. |
[01:46.77] | I gotta tell ya there are no rules here. |
[01:52.70] | Sometimes I wonder, |
[01:55.70] | what goes on there, behind those eyes. |
[02:03.72] | When a promise is broken, |
[02:06.87] | and no one trusts you, |
[02:09.57] | And young ones crying with their heads in their hands. |
[02:15.25] | When you talk about saving the souls of the faithful, |
[02:21.20] | You can' t help thinking you' ve got blood on your hands. |
[02:28.14] | We gave you yesterday and now you want today. |
[02:33.94] | Oh from the hands of death we take our daily bread. |
[02:39.80] | Now all we do is choke, |
[02:41.85] | and the words that you once spoke fade away, |
[02:50.87] | Fade away. |
[02:54.26] | Look at what you' ve done, |
[03:02.09] | It' s a cross of thorns, |
[03:08.58] | Cross of thorns. |
[03:33.56] | Take away oh this cross of thorns. |
[03:41.39] | Look at what you' ve done, woah. |
[03:46.19] | Look at what you' ve done. |
[03:55.11] | It' s a cross of thorns. |
[04:09.81] | When a promise is broken and noone trusts you. |
[04:21.59] | You' ve got blood on your hands from a cross of thorns. |