歌词
Young man came from hunting
年轻的猎人狩猎归来
Faint and weary
虚弱而又贫乏无力
What does ail my lord, my dearie
我最亲爱的你，是何物在折磨着我的上帝？
Oh brother dear
我亲爱的兄弟
Let my bed be made
请铺好我那斑驳的床
For I feel the gripe of the woody nightshade
欧白英带来的绞痛使我不安
Many a man would die as soon
勇士们即将壮烈牺牲
Out of the light of a mage's moon
沐浴在女巫的圆月之下
’twas not by bone,
不斥诸尸骨
But yet by blade.
但不久就会剑刃相向
Can break the magic that the devil made
斩破那恶魔施展的虚幻
That's not by fire,
不会浴火重生
But was forged in flame
却在烈焰中锻造
That can drown the sorrows of a huntsman's pain
让烈火淹没那猎人的悲伤
This young man he died fair soon
这个猎人他即将磊落地逝去
By the light of the hunters' moon
在猎人的宏月辉茫之下
’twas not by bone
弩箭不会上膛
Nor yet by blade of the berries of the woody nightshade
但我将举起那用欧白英浆液涂抹的剑
Oh father dear lie here be safe
亲爱的父亲他宁和地躺在这里
From the path that the devil made
在这恶魔铺就的路上
专辑信息
22.Revelation
28.Fireball