WHEN THE MASTER SPEAKS

歌词

WHEN THE MASTER SPEAKS Crimson Cecilia — Solo [INTRO — Distant war horn. Low throat-like self-harmonies. Heartbeat sub-bass.] [Whispered] They barred the gates before the snow. They prayed the moon would bring them home. Then something spoke beneath my skin— [Silence] “Let me in.” [BASS IMPACT] I already did. [VERSE 1 — Grinding bass. Stomping war drums. Low, dangerous vocal.] Black boots down on the temple stair, Red silk snapping in the winter air. Bells ring twice, then the ropes catch fire— I walk through the smoke like a funeral choir. Dragon Fang at my right hand coils, Scarlet light where the dark blood boils. No moon needed. No dawn to fear. My master whispers— The end draws near. Gold on the throne, frost on the crown, Every proud banner is coming down. I feel their arrows break on my scales. Behind these eyes— Somebody wails. [PRE-CHORUS — Rising toms. Close whispered harmonies.] Sweet as mercy, cold as steel, His voice decides what these hands feel. 命じて。王国を灰にする。 [One beat of silence] “Begin.” [CHORUS — Huge guitars. Crushing half-time bass. Fierce melodic belt.] WHEN THE MASTER SPEAKS— THE KINGDOM SHAKES! Black wings open and the skyline breaks! Raise your walls! Call your kings! Hear the ruin that a whisper brings! CRIMSON—BLOOD AND CROWN! One soft word brings the towers down! I hold the fire. He holds the key. Pray he never turns MY EYES ON THEE! [POST-CHORUS — Chopped female vocals. Distorted 808 impacts.] Bow—bow— Hear the great horns sound. Down—down— Put the heavens in the ground. 逆らう声は、胸の奥。 He says, “Quiet.” I swallow the sound. [VERSE 2 — Fast rhythmic delivery. Trap hi-hats over heavy guitar chugs.] Bowstring tight—let the red light split. Nine false arrows and a real one hid. Watchmen turn when the shadows run; By the time they know, the gate is gone. Whip cracks stone with a serpent’s hiss, Leaves a burning scar where the iron splits. My tail sweeps sparks from the shattered street. Royal shields buckle beneath my feet. Come close, darling. Look at the glow. Beautiful things can bury you slow. I smile so softly the brave step near— Then every torch bends away in fear. I know this road. I knew these doors. I hear a child where the thunder roars. My hand pulls back— His voice cuts through. “Remember who you answer to.” [PRE-CHORUS — Band cuts out. Heartbeat and trembling breath.] この手を止めたい。 But the fingers close. My name sinks deeper Where nobody goes. [Whispered command] “Again.” [CHORUS — Full band. Thunderous bass. Soaring self-harmonies.] WHEN THE MASTER SPEAKS— THE KINGDOM SHAKES! Black wings open and the skyline breaks! Raise your walls! Call your kings! Hear the ruin that a whisper brings! CRIMSON—BLOOD AND CROWN! One soft word brings the towers down! I hold the fire. He holds the key. Pray he never turns MY EYES ON THEE! [BREAKDOWN — Nordic horn blast. Slow, punishing guitar chugs.] [Whispered command] “Kneel.” [Low, fierce] THE STONE GIVES WAY. “Rise.” THE SUN TURNS GREY. “Show them.” [Explosive scream] WHAT YOU MADE! [BASS DROP — Double kick and rattling trap percussion.] この力は私のもの！ なのに、意志は奪われた！ MY HEART! STILL BEATS! HIS WORD! MY TEETH! “Burn.” [Four-bar instrumental —