| Song | Book Of Thel - Live |
| Artist | Bruce Dickinson |
| Album | The Best Of Bruce Dickinson |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Casillas, Dickinson, Z. |
| [01:19.00] | The mark is on you now |
| [01:21.70] | The furnace sealed inside your head |
| [01:23.94] | |
| [01:25.43] | Melting from the inside now |
| [01:27.69] | |
| [01:28.81] | Waxy tears run down your face |
| [01:31.05] | |
| [01:32.06] | The whore that never told her tale |
| [01:34.55] | |
| [01:35.60] | Relives it every night with you |
| [01:37.76] | |
| [01:39.13] | Far off stands the lamb and waits |
| [01:42.14] | For the wolf to come and end its life |
| [01:44.93] | |
| [01:45.88] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [01:51.64] | |
| [01:52.62] | The priestess stands before you |
| [01:54.73] | |
| [01:55.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [01:59.11] | |
| [02:00.60] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [02:03.60] | |
| [02:04.53] | In famine and in war |
| [02:06.53] | |
| [02:07.35] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [02:10.39] | |
| [02:10.96] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [02:13.77] | Serpent on the altar now |
| [02:15.70] | |
| [02:16.58] | Has wrapped itself around your spine |
| [02:19.13] | |
| [02:20.08] | So you look into its mouth |
| [02:22.63] | |
| [02:23.25] | And you kiss the pearly fangs divine |
| [02:25.88] | |
| [02:27.12] | Happy that your end is swift |
| [02:29.57] | |
| [02:30.71] | The weeping virgin cries in bliss |
| [02:33.07] | |
| [02:33.95] | The snake and priestess they are one |
| [02:36.51] | |
| [02:37.37] | The veil of flesh is ripped undone |
| [02:40.13] | |
| [02:40.81] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [02:46.68] | |
| [02:47.67] | The priestess stands before you |
| [02:50.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [02:54.23] | |
| [02:55.79] | come the dawning of the dead in famine and in war |
| [03:01.53] | |
| [03:02.46] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [03:05.40] | |
| [03:06.03] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [03:08.40] | |
| [03:09.26] | By the pricking of my thumbs |
| [03:11.88] | |
| [03:12.51] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [03:15.33] | |
| [03:16.07] | And when sleep takes you tonight |
| [03:18.76] | |
| [03:19.38] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [03:24.18] | |
| [05:13.30] | The burning sweat of poison tears |
| [05:15.22] | |
| [05:16.29] | The river flowing with red blood |
| [05:18.59] | |
| [05:19.66] | The cradle robbing hand of death |
| [05:22.09] | |
| [05:23.22] | Caresses every dreaming head |
| [05:25.37] | |
| [05:26.87] | Waiting for the marriage hearse |
| [05:29.07] | |
| [05:30.13] | To take you to the funeral pyre |
| [05:32.62] | |
| [05:33.57] | So you burn the family tree |
| [05:36.13] | |
| [05:36.94] | The generations burning higher |
| [05:39.67] | |
| [05:40.56] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [05:46.23] | |
| [05:47.22] | the priestess stands before you |
| [05:49.91] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [05:53.22] | |
| [05:55.15] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [05:58.20] | |
| [05:59.02] | In famine and in war |
| [06:01.27] | |
| [06:01.95] | Now harlot womb of death |
| [06:05.01] | |
| [06:05.64] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [06:07.87] | |
| [06:08.70] | by the pricking of my thumbs |
| [06:11.94] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [06:14.62] | |
| [06:15.37] | and when sleep takes you tonight |
| [06:18.05] | |
| [06:18.93] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [06:21.55] | |
| [06:22.24] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:26.67] | |
| [06:29.04] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:34.53] | |
| [06:36.21] |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Casillas, Dickinson, Z. |
| [01:19.00] | The mark is on you now |
| [01:21.70] | The furnace sealed inside your head |
| [01:23.94] | |
| [01:25.43] | Melting from the inside now |
| [01:27.69] | |
| [01:28.81] | Waxy tears run down your face |
| [01:31.05] | |
| [01:32.06] | The whore that never told her tale |
| [01:34.55] | |
| [01:35.60] | Relives it every night with you |
| [01:37.76] | |
| [01:39.13] | Far off stands the lamb and waits |
| [01:42.14] | For the wolf to come and end its life |
| [01:44.93] | |
| [01:45.88] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [01:51.64] | |
| [01:52.62] | The priestess stands before you |
| [01:54.73] | |
| [01:55.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [01:59.11] | |
| [02:00.60] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [02:03.60] | |
| [02:04.53] | In famine and in war |
| [02:06.53] | |
| [02:07.35] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [02:10.39] | |
| [02:10.96] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [02:13.77] | Serpent on the altar now |
| [02:15.70] | |
| [02:16.58] | Has wrapped itself around your spine |
| [02:19.13] | |
| [02:20.08] | So you look into its mouth |
| [02:22.63] | |
| [02:23.25] | And you kiss the pearly fangs divine |
| [02:25.88] | |
| [02:27.12] | Happy that your end is swift |
| [02:29.57] | |
| [02:30.71] | The weeping virgin cries in bliss |
| [02:33.07] | |
| [02:33.95] | The snake and priestess they are one |
| [02:36.51] | |
| [02:37.37] | The veil of flesh is ripped undone |
| [02:40.13] | |
| [02:40.81] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [02:46.68] | |
| [02:47.67] | The priestess stands before you |
| [02:50.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [02:54.23] | |
| [02:55.79] | come the dawning of the dead in famine and in war |
| [03:01.53] | |
| [03:02.46] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [03:05.40] | |
| [03:06.03] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [03:08.40] | |
| [03:09.26] | By the pricking of my thumbs |
| [03:11.88] | |
| [03:12.51] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [03:15.33] | |
| [03:16.07] | And when sleep takes you tonight |
| [03:18.76] | |
| [03:19.38] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [03:24.18] | |
| [05:13.30] | The burning sweat of poison tears |
| [05:15.22] | |
| [05:16.29] | The river flowing with red blood |
| [05:18.59] | |
| [05:19.66] | The cradle robbing hand of death |
| [05:22.09] | |
| [05:23.22] | Caresses every dreaming head |
| [05:25.37] | |
| [05:26.87] | Waiting for the marriage hearse |
| [05:29.07] | |
| [05:30.13] | To take you to the funeral pyre |
| [05:32.62] | |
| [05:33.57] | So you burn the family tree |
| [05:36.13] | |
| [05:36.94] | The generations burning higher |
| [05:39.67] | |
| [05:40.56] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [05:46.23] | |
| [05:47.22] | the priestess stands before you |
| [05:49.91] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [05:53.22] | |
| [05:55.15] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [05:58.20] | |
| [05:59.02] | In famine and in war |
| [06:01.27] | |
| [06:01.95] | Now harlot womb of death |
| [06:05.01] | |
| [06:05.64] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [06:07.87] | |
| [06:08.70] | by the pricking of my thumbs |
| [06:11.94] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [06:14.62] | |
| [06:15.37] | and when sleep takes you tonight |
| [06:18.05] | |
| [06:18.93] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [06:21.55] | |
| [06:22.24] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:26.67] | |
| [06:29.04] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:34.53] | |
| [06:36.21] |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Casillas, Dickinson, Z. |
| [01:19.00] | The mark is on you now |
| [01:21.70] | The furnace sealed inside your head |
| [01:23.94] | |
| [01:25.43] | Melting from the inside now |
| [01:27.69] | |
| [01:28.81] | Waxy tears run down your face |
| [01:31.05] | |
| [01:32.06] | The whore that never told her tale |
| [01:34.55] | |
| [01:35.60] | Relives it every night with you |
| [01:37.76] | |
| [01:39.13] | Far off stands the lamb and waits |
| [01:42.14] | For the wolf to come and end its life |
| [01:44.93] | |
| [01:45.88] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [01:51.64] | |
| [01:52.62] | The priestess stands before you |
| [01:54.73] | |
| [01:55.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [01:59.11] | |
| [02:00.60] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [02:03.60] | |
| [02:04.53] | In famine and in war |
| [02:06.53] | |
| [02:07.35] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [02:10.39] | |
| [02:10.96] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [02:13.77] | Serpent on the altar now |
| [02:15.70] | |
| [02:16.58] | Has wrapped itself around your spine |
| [02:19.13] | |
| [02:20.08] | So you look into its mouth |
| [02:22.63] | |
| [02:23.25] | And you kiss the pearly fangs divine |
| [02:25.88] | |
| [02:27.12] | Happy that your end is swift |
| [02:29.57] | |
| [02:30.71] | The weeping virgin cries in bliss |
| [02:33.07] | |
| [02:33.95] | The snake and priestess they are one |
| [02:36.51] | |
| [02:37.37] | The veil of flesh is ripped undone |
| [02:40.13] | |
| [02:40.81] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [02:46.68] | |
| [02:47.67] | The priestess stands before you |
| [02:50.37] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [02:54.23] | |
| [02:55.79] | come the dawning of the dead in famine and in war |
| [03:01.53] | |
| [03:02.46] | Now the harlot womb of death |
| [03:05.40] | |
| [03:06.03] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [03:08.40] | |
| [03:09.26] | By the pricking of my thumbs |
| [03:11.88] | |
| [03:12.51] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [03:15.33] | |
| [03:16.07] | And when sleep takes you tonight |
| [03:18.76] | |
| [03:19.38] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [03:24.18] | |
| [05:13.30] | The burning sweat of poison tears |
| [05:15.22] | |
| [05:16.29] | The river flowing with red blood |
| [05:18.59] | |
| [05:19.66] | The cradle robbing hand of death |
| [05:22.09] | |
| [05:23.22] | Caresses every dreaming head |
| [05:25.37] | |
| [05:26.87] | Waiting for the marriage hearse |
| [05:29.07] | |
| [05:30.13] | To take you to the funeral pyre |
| [05:32.62] | |
| [05:33.57] | So you burn the family tree |
| [05:36.13] | |
| [05:36.94] | The generations burning higher |
| [05:39.67] | |
| [05:40.56] | Stand inside the temple as the book of thel is opening |
| [05:46.23] | |
| [05:47.22] | the priestess stands before you |
| [05:49.91] | Offering her hand out shes rising |
| [05:53.22] | |
| [05:55.15] | Come the dawning of the dead |
| [05:58.20] | |
| [05:59.02] | In famine and in war |
| [06:01.27] | |
| [06:01.95] | Now harlot womb of death |
| [06:05.01] | |
| [06:05.64] | Spits out its rotten core |
| [06:07.87] | |
| [06:08.70] | by the pricking of my thumbs |
| [06:11.94] | Something wicked this way comes |
| [06:14.62] | |
| [06:15.37] | and when sleep takes you tonight |
| [06:18.05] | |
| [06:18.93] | Will you wake to see the light? |
| [06:21.55] | |
| [06:22.24] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:26.67] | |
| [06:29.04] | By the dawning of the dead |
| [06:34.53] | |
| [06:36.21] |