Limbs

by Agalloch

Guitar Pro Tab  |  v5.10  |  Posted on Feb. 20, 2012, 4:52 p.m. ← Back

Guitar Pro Tab Summary

Album

Ashes Against The Grain

Song Author

Haughm

Tabbed by

Lensver (zamori.mate@gmail.com); old version: Deimos, hauntedinflames & blood8815

Instruments

1st → E-bow/Lead
2nd → Additional Guitar
3rd → Rythm Guitar
4th → Bass
5th → Acoustic
6th → Drums

File Size

113 KB

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Lyrics

The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermillion flood From a wound carved as an oath, it fills the river bank a sanguine fog These arms were meant to be lost Hacked, severed and forgotten The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood It's hymn resonates from tree to tree through every sullen bough it sings These boughs were said to be lost Torn, unearthed and broken Earth to flesh, flesh to wood Cast these limbs into the water Flesh to wood, wood to stone Cast this stone into the water

Notice

A fuckload of work went into this, so I hope you like it. I used the original tab of Deimos & mates, hope they won't mind. Although their tab wasn't flawless, it provided a great basis. I added drums and some missing guitar parts, correcting the sections I thought were wrong. The song is actually in D tuning (at least that's how they play it live), but since it can be played just as well in Drop D, I left it as it was in the old tab. Of course it might not be 100% accurate (especially the bass and rhythm guitar parts because of their muddiness), so if you find anything, feel free to contact me with any comments on the e-mail address given above. I added the lyrics of this grand song after the credits of the original tab. If you see Agalloch, please tell them to come to Hungary. Take care! ---- Credits got to: Deimos(guitars) hauntedinflames(Guitars) blood8815(bass & converting to GP) ---- Lyrics: The texture of the soul is a liquid that casts a vermillion flood From a wound carved as an oath; it fills the river bank a sanguine fog These arms were meant to be lost! Hacked, severed and forgotten The texture of time is a whisper that echoes across the flood It's hymn resonates from tree to tree, through every sullen bough it sings These boughs were said to be lost! Torn, unearthed and broken Earth to flesh, flesh to wood, cast these limbs into the water Flesh to wood, wood to stone, cast this stone into the water...