3 acessos
CM7 Are we beloved indeed? Am7 What is creed and what is crime? CM7 Heavenly? Out of one's mind? People love, esteem Am7 And cherish who they crucified F As victims we pretend to cry G Tragedy, end of days? F Or it's just the blindness of a man G Loyalty or fanaticism? Hopeless, it makes me feel so lonely C Homicide Felony A gunfire Am Agony You rest the bullets on the altar C And you die And you kill Dead inside Am You reveal F Your aberration under your faith G Taken dreams, taken lives F Taken angels from the innocence's arms G Priory, house of pain! Am It's drivin' nails in the cold rain C G But i feel the end of the storm Dm Am And free the twelve caught souls C G Dm When we see the burnin' crosses for relief CM7 Am7 We rely on the unknown to leave our guilt behind Mercy won't erase your lies CM7 Am7 Face the evidence that god is something to relieve F Heaven is freedom and hell is here G Taken dreams, taken lives F Taken angels from the innocence's arms G Priory, house of pain! Am It's drivin' nails in the cold rain C G But i feel the end of the storm Dm Am And free the twelve caught souls C G Dm Am When we see the burnin' crosses for relief C G Now i see the end of the storm Dm Am And glance the twelve taught souls C G Dm They are free somewhere resting in the memories