Skyclad《Polkageist!》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:17.66]One day whilst out exploring in some [00:19.11]Far-flung foreign corner  I took respite [00:21.88]From my journey to admire the local fauna [00:24.96]When from the twilight distance a peel of [00:27.67]Bells and laughter  set my heart-strings [00:30.81]Fluttering like bats through chapel rafters [00:33.40]On entering a clearing I did sense [00:36.24]Impending peril  beheld a Gypsy wench [00:39.72]With flashing eyes bright  sharp and feral [00:41.73]She smiled at me so sweetly [00:43.70](bit a lip that smacked of danger) [00:45.64]Gave a look fit to disarm [00:48.21]This poor  unwitting stranger [00:49.66][Chorus] [00:50.54]Her rhythm pounced upon me [00:52.12]It trounced me in a trice [00:54.20]That charm she wove about me [00:56.40]Gripped me tight as any vice [00:58.22](She spoke in tongues above me) [01:00.63]Though I cast my eyes to Christ [01:02.70]You'd need the virtue of a saint [01:04.78]To not succumb - overcome this [01:07.31]Polkageist [01:16.10]Arms of ivory strummed perfection [01:17.68]Summond me toward the middle [01:19.31]Pan warmed up his pipes [01:21.77]Heard Herne a plucking at the fiddle [01:24.16]She wrapped herself about me [01:25.73](felt her hot breath at my ear); [01:27.87]Danced a horizontal polka [01:29.38]Down the path to Hell I fear [01:31.52]We're on a path to Hell I fear [01:34.54][Chorus] [01:35.17]Her rhythm pounced upon me [01:36.36]It trounced me in a trice [01:38.38]That charm she wove about me [01:40.58]Gripped me tight as any vice [01:42.47](She spoke in tongues above me) [01:44.80]Though I cast my eyes to Christ [01:47.06]You'd need the virtue of a saint [01:48.82]To not succumb - overcome this [01:51.51]Polkageist [02:01.89]The Horny Huntress: [02:21.97]"A spirit sent to haunt you [02:23.48]Taunting all your earthly days [02:24.73]Satyrs vaunt [02:26.56]Cavorting to the reel Cernunnos plays [02:28.51]I head our wild procession [02:31.26](every beast from man to mouse) [02:33.09]Finds freedom in possession [02:35.67]Polkageist is in the house " [02:37.06]Juice of fruit beyond forbidden [02:43.35]Dripping slowly from her fingers [02:45.38]She took my hand and led me [02:48.14]To that place where cunning lingers [02:49.91][Chorus] [02:50.53]Her rhythm pounced upon me [02:51.86]It trounced me in a trice [02:54.18]That charm she wove about me [02:56.45]Gripped me tight as any vice [02:58.34](She spoke in tongues above me) [03:00.60]Though I cast my eyes to Christ [03:02.62]You'd need the virtue of a saint [03:04.70]To not succumb - overcome this [03:06.85]Polkageist