Lizard (Prince Rupert Awakes/Bolero/The Battle of Glass Tears/Big Top) - King Crimson.mp3

Lizard (Prince Rupert Awakes/Bolero/The Battle of Glass Tears/Big Top) - King Crimson.mp3
Lizard (Prince Rupert Awakes/Bolero/The Battle of Glass Tears/Big Top)-King Crimson (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Sin...
[00:00.00] 作词 : Peter Sinfield
[00:00.40] 作曲 : Robert Fripp/Peter Sinfield
[00:00.81][A: Prince Rupert Awakes]
[00:05.77]Farewell the temple master's bells
[00:11.75]His kiosk and his black worm seed
[00:17.68]Courtship solely of his word
[00:22.33]With Eden guaranteed
[00:27.55]For now Prince Rupert's tears of glass
[00:33.67]Make saffron sabbath eyelids bleed
[00:39.23]Scar the sacred tablet of wax
[00:45.25]On which the Lizards feed
[00:51.02]Wake your reason's hollow vote
[00:56.48]Wear your blizzard season coat
[01:01.79]Burn a bridge and burn a boat
[01:07.30]Stake a Lizard by the throat
[01:12.55]Go Polonius or kneel
[01:17.86]The reapers name their harvest dawn
[01:23.88]All your tarnished devil's spoons
[01:28.63]Will rust beneath our corn
[01:34.35]Now bears Prince Rupert's garden roam
[01:39.65]Across his rain tree shaded lawn
[01:45.63]Lizard bones become the clay
[01:51.24]And there a swan is born
[01:57.55]Wake your reason's hollow vote
[02:02.61]Wear your blizzard season coat
[02:08.08]Burn a bridge and burn a boat
[02:13.55]Stake a Lizard by the throat...
[02:39.72]Gone soon Piepowder's moss-**** court
[02:45.44]Round which upholstered Lizards sold
[02:51.11]Visions to their leaden flock
[02:57.24]Of rainbows' ends and gold
[03:01.88]Now tales Prince Rupert's peacock brings
[03:07.90]Of walls and trumpets thousand fold
[03:13.62]Prophets chained for burning masks
[03:19.08]And reels of dreams unrolled...
[12:04.31]Night enfolds her cloak of holes
[12:09.61]Around the river meadow
[12:15.34]Old moon-light stalks by broken ploughs
[04:32.69][B: Bolero - The Peacock's Tale]
[04:37.40][Instrumental]
[12:21.54]Hides spokeless wheels in shadow
[12:03.13][C: The Battle of Glass Tears]
[12:27.52]Sentries lean on thorn wood spears
[12:32.28]Blow on their hands, stare eastwards
[12:41.39]Burnt with dream and taut with fear
[12:45.82]Dawn's misty shawl upon them
[12:52.64]Three hills apart great armies stir
[12:57.77]Spit oath and curse as day breaks
[13:04.90]Forming lines of horse and steel
[13:09.59]By even yards march forward
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