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[Intro]
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[Verse1]
Sixteen [Em]years,
Sixteen[G]Sixteen banners [D]united over th[Em]the fields
While the [C]good shepherd[D]shepherd grieves
Desperate [Em]men, despe[G]desperate women [D]divided,
Spreading their [Em]wings 'neath the [C]fa[D]fallin[G]lling leaves.
[Verse2]
Fortune [Em]calls.
I steppe[G]d forth from the[D] shadows, to the mark[Em]etplace,
Merchants and [C]thieves, hungry for[D]for power, my last deal gon[Em]gone down.
She's smelling[G] sweet like the[D] meadows where she wa[Em]s born,
On midsummer's [C]eve,[D]eve, near the[G]the tower.
[Interlude]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C] [G]
[Verse3]
The cold-blooded [Em]moon.
The captain [G]waits above the cel[D]celebration
Sending his [Em]thoughts to a [C]beloved[D]beloved maid
Whose ebony [Em]face is beyond[G]beyond commun[D]communication.
The captain is [Em]down but
still believing that his [C]love will[D]will be rep[G]repaid.
[Verse4]
They shaved her [Em]head.
She was torn between [G]Jupiter and Apo[D]Apollo.
A messenger [Em]arrived with a [C]black nighti[D]nightingale.
I seen her on the [Em]stairs and I[G]I couldn't help but[D]but follow,
Follow her [Em]down past the fountain where they [C]li[D]lifted he[G]her veil.
[Interlude]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C] [G]
[Verse5]
I stumbled to my [Em]feet.
I rode past [G]destruction in the[D]the ditches
With the [Em]stitches still mending 'neath a [C]heart-shaped ta[D]tattoo.
Renegade [Em]priests and [G]treacherous young wi[D]witches
Were [Em]handing out the flowers that I'd[C] gi[D]ven t[G]o you.
[Verse6]
The palace of [Em]mirrors
Where dog [G]soldiers are r[D]reflected,
The endless [Em]road and the [C]wailing of[D]of chimes,
The empty [Em]rooms where her [G]memory is pr[D]protected,
Where the [Em]angels' voices
whisper to the [C]souls of[D]of previous [G]times.
[Interlude]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C] [G]
[Verse7]
She wakes him [Em]up
Forty-eight hours [G]later, the sun is[D]is breaking
Near broken [Em]chains, mountain la[C]laurel and rolling[D]rolling rocks.
She's begging to [Em]know what meas[G]measures he now will be[D]be taking
He's pulling her [Em]down and she's
clutching on to hi[C]s long[D] golden[G] locks.
[Verse8]
Gentlemen, he [Em]said,
I don't [G]need your organ[D]organization, I've shined you[Em]your shoes,
I've moved your [C]mountains and marked your[D]your cards
But Eden is bur[Em]ning, either get brav[G]e for elim[D]ination
Or else your h[Em]hearts must have the
courage for the [C]changing[D] of the[G] guards.
[Interlude]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [C] [G]
[Verse9]
Peace will [Em]come
With tran[G]quility and[D] splendor on the wheels o[Em]f fire
But will [C]offer no r[D]reward when her false idol[Em]idols fall
And [G]cruel death su[D]surrenders with it[Em]its pale ghost retreating
Between the [C]King and the[D]the Queen of S[G]Swords.
[Ending]
[Em]Em... [G] [D]
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