《The Lamia(Live From The Hammersmith Apollo， London/2013)》歌词

歌曲： The Lamia(Live From The Hammersmith Apollo， London/2013)

所属专辑：Genesis Revisited: Live At Hammersmith

歌手： Steve Hackett

时长： 09:04

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The scent grows richer[00:00:01]

He knows he must be near[00:00:04]

He finds a long passageway[00:00:07]

Lit by chandelier[00:00:11]

Each step he takes[00:00:15]

The perfumes change[00:00:17]

From familiar fragrance[00:00:19]

To flavors strange[00:00:21]

A magnificent chamber[00:00:24]

Meets his eye[00:00:27]

Inside a long rose water pool[00:00:39]

Is shrouded in fine mist[00:00:43]

Stepping in the moist silence[00:00:47]

With a warm breeze he's gently kissed[00:00:50]

Thinking he is quite alone[00:00:55]

He enters the room as if it were his own[00:00:58]

But ripples on the sweet pink water[00:01:02]

Reveal some company unthought of[00:01:06]

Rael stands astonished[00:01:10]

Doubting his sight[00:01:13]

Struck by beauty[00:01:15]

Gripped in fright[00:01:17]

Three vermilion snakes[00:01:20]

Of female face[00:01:22]

The smallest motion[00:01:24]

Filled with grace[00:01:26]

Muted melodies[00:01:29]

Fill the echoing hall[00:01:31]

But there is no sign of warning[00:01:37]

In the siren's call[00:01:40]

"Rael welcome[00:01:46]

We are the Lamia of the pool[00:01:48]

We have been waiting[00:01:54]

For our waters to bring you cool"[00:01:56]

Putting fear beside him[00:02:43]

He trusts in beauty blind[00:02:46]

He slips into the nectar[00:02:51]

Leaving his shredded clothes behind[00:02:53]

With their tongues[00:02:59]

They test taste and judge all that is mine[00:03:00]

They move in a series of caresses[00:03:06]

That glide up and down my spine[00:03:10]

As they nibble the fruit of my flesh[00:03:22]

I feel no pain[00:03:26]

Only a magic[00:03:30]

That a name would stain[00:03:33]

With the first drop[00:03:37]

Of my blood in their veins[00:03:39]

Their faces are convulsed[00:03:41]

In mortal pains[00:03:43]

The fairest cries "We all[00:03:45]

Have loved you Rael"[00:03:48]

Each empty snakelike body floats[00:03:54]

Silent sorrow in empty boats[00:03:58]

A sickly sourness fills the room[00:04:03]

The bitter harvest of a dying bloom[00:04:07]

Looking for motion[00:04:12]

I know I will not find[00:04:14]

I stroke the curls now turning pale[00:04:19]

In which I'd lain entwined[00:04:23]

Oh Lamia your flesh that remains[00:04:29]

I can take as my food[00:04:32]

It is the scent of garlic that lingers[00:04:37]

On my chocolate fingers[00:04:40]

Looking behind me[00:05:26]

The water turns icy blue[00:05:29]

The lights are dimmed[00:05:33]

And once again the stage is set for you[00:05:35]

The Lamia - Steve Hackett[00:05:50]