Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Tarkus video

Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Tarkus
Előadó: Emerson, Lake and Palmer
Album: Tarkus
Megjelenés: 1971
Hossz: 0:00
Szövegírók: Greg Lake
Zeneszerzők: Keith Emerson
Greg Lake
Kiadó: Island Records
Stílus: Progresszív Rock
Címkék: Keressük!
Megtekintve: Ma 2, összesen 816 alkalommal

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Pontszám: 13 036

Dalszöveg

I. Eruption

Instrumentális


II. Stones of Years

Has the dawn ever seen your eyes?
Have the days made you so unwise?
Realise you are

Had you talked to the winds of time
Then you'd know how the waters rhyme
Taste of wine

How can you know where you've been?
In time you'll see the sign
And realise your sin

Will you know how the seed is sown?
All your time has been overgrown
Never known

Have you walked on the stones of years?
When you speak, is it you that hears?
Are your ears full?

You can't hear anything at all


III. Iconoclast

Instrumentális


IV. Mass

The preacher said a prayer
Save every single hair on his head
He's dead

The minister of hate
Had just arrived too late to be spared
Who cared?
The weaver in the web that he made

The pilgrim wandered in
Committing every sin that he could
So good

The cardinal of grief
Was set in his belief he'd be saved
From the grave
The weaver in the web that he made

The high priest took a blade
To bless the ones that prayed
And all obeyed

The messenger of fear
Is slowly growing, nearer to the time
A sign
The weaver in the web that he made

A bishops rings a bell
A cloak of darkness fell across the ground
Without a sound

The silent choir sing
And in their silence bring jaded sound
Harmonic ground
The weaver in the web that he made


V. Manticore

Instrumentális


VI. The Battlefield

Clear the battlefield and let me see
All the profit from our victory
You talk of freedom, starving children fall
Are you deaf when you hear the season's call?

Were you there to watch the earth be scorched?
Did you stand beside the spectral torch?
Know the leaves of sorrow turned their face
Scattered on the ashes of disgrace

Every blade is sharp; the arrows fly
Where the victims of your armies lie
Were the blades of grass and arrows rain
Then there'd be no sorrow, be no pain


VII. Aquatarkus

Instrumentális
 
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