Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

 Sixteen years,

 Sixteen banners united over the fields

 While the good shepherd grieves

 Desperate men, desperate women divided,

 Spreading their wings 'neath the falling leaves.

 Fortune calls.

 I stepped forth from the shadows, to the marketplace,

 Merchants and thieves, hungry for power, my last deal gone down.

 She's smelling sweet like the meadows where she was born,

 On midsummer's eve, near the tower.

(Interlude)

 The cold-blooded moon.

 The captain waits above the celebration

 Sending his thoughts to a beloved maid

 Whose ebony face is beyond communication.

 The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid.

 They shaved her head.

 She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo.

 A messenger arrived with a black nightingale.

 I seen her on the stairs and I couldn't help but follow,

 Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.

(Interlude)

 I stumbled to my feet.

 I rode past destruction in the ditches

 With the stitches still mending 'neath a heart-shaped tattoo.

 Renegade priests and treacherous young witches

 Were handing out the flowers that I'd given to you.

 The palace of mirrors

 Where dog soldiers are reflected,

 The endless road and the wailing of chimes,

 The empty rooms where her memory is protected,

 Where the angels' voices whisper to the souls of previous times.

(Interlude)

 She wakes him up

 Forty-eight hours later, the sun is breaking

 Near broken chains, mountain laurel and rolling rocks.

 She's begging to know what measures he now will be taking

 He's pulling her down and she's clutching on to his long golden locks.

 Gentlemen, he said,

 I don't need your organization, I've shined your shoes,

 I've moved your mountains and marked your cards

 But Eden is burning, either get brave for elimination

 Or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.

(Interlude)

 Peace will come

 With tranquility and splendor on the wheels of fire

 But will offer no reward when her false idols fall

 And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating

 Between the King and the Queen of Swords.

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