Intro: G#

Sixteen Fmyears,
SixteenG# banners uD#nited over the Fmfields
While the C#good shepherd D#grieves
Desperate Fmmen, despeG#rate women dD#ivided,
Spreading their Fmwings 'neath the C#falD#ling G#leaves.

Fortune Fmcalls.
I steppeG#d forth from the D#shadows, to the marketFmplace,
Merchants and C#thieves, hungry for D#power, my last deal gone Fmdown.
She's smellingG# sweet like the D#meadows where she was Fmborn,
On midsummer's C#eve, D#near the tG#ower.


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The cold-blooded Fmmoon.
The captain G#waits above the celeD#bration
Sending his Fmthoughts to a C#beloved D#maid
Whose ebony Fmface is beyondG# communiD#cation.
The captain is Fmdown but still believing that his C#love will D#be repaiG#d.

They shaved her Fmhead.
She was torn between G#Jupiter and ApolD#lo.
A messenger Fmarrived with a C#black nightinD#gale.
I seen her on the Fmstairs and IG# couldn't help but D#follow,
Follow her Fmdown past the fountain where they C#lifD#ted her G#veil.

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I stumbled to my Fmfeet.
I rode past G#destruction in the D#ditches
With the Fmstitches still mending 'neath a C#heart-shaped tatD#too.
Renegade Fmpriests and G#treacherous young witD#ches
Were Fmhanding out the flowers that I'dC# givD#en to G#you.

The palace of Fmmirrors
Where dog G#soldiers are reD#flected,
The endless Fmroad and the C#wailing of D#chimes,
The empty Fmrooms where her G#memory is proD#tected,
Where the Fmangels' voices whisper to the C#souls of D#previous tiG#mes.


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She wakes him Fmup
Forty-eight hours G#later, the sun is D#breaking
Near broken Fmchains, mountain laC#urel and rolling D#rocks.
She's begging to Fmknow what measG#ures he now will be D#taking
He's pulling her Fmdown and she's clutching on to hiC#s long D#golden lG#ocks.

Gentlemen, he Fmsaid,
I don't G#need your organiD#zation, I've shined your Fmshoes,
I've moved your C#mountains and marked your D#cards
But Eden is burFmning, either get bravG#e for elimiD#nation
Or else your hFmearts must have the courage for the C#changing D#of the gG#uards.


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Peace will Fmcome
With tranG#quility and D#splendor on the wheels of Fmfire
But will C#offer no reD#ward when her false idols Fmfall
And G#cruel death surD#renders with its Fmpale ghost retreating
Between the C#King and the D#Queen of SwoG#rds.


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