intro : | D | D | F#/C# | F#/C# | C# | C# |
F# G#
in orient where wise i was to please the way i live .
G#m7 F#
come give the beggar chance at hand his life is on his lip .
G#
three score a thousand times where once in amazon .
G#m7 F#
where el dorado holds the key no keeper holds my hand .
chorus :
A#m7 D#m F#/C#
unchain the gate of solitude , the ruler says you run .
G#/C D7 F#/C# C#
run hard unto the scaffold high – your chance to – jump the gun .
F# C#7 F#
oh , how high the scaffold grows – the plant life of your widow .
C#7 F#
in black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window .
F# C#7 F#
oh , how high the scaffold grows – the plant life of your widow .
C#7 F#
in black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window .
F# G#
the minotaur with bloody hands is – enraged by the sun .
G#m7 F#
caged he by the corpses brought forth by the dawn .
G#
in orient is as i told the buckshee hangman swears .
G#m7 F#
for open crypts to silence nylon knots to sway by prayer .
{repeat chorus}
F# G#
in orient where wise i was to please the way i live .
G#m7 F#
come give the beggar chance at hand – his life is on his lip .
intro : | D | D | F#/C# | F#/C# | C# | C# |
F# G#
in orient where wise i was to please the way i live .
G#m7 F#
come give the beggar chance at hand his life is on his lip .
G#
three score a thousand times where once in amazon .
G#m7 F#
where el dorado holds the key no keeper holds my hand .
chorus :
A#m7 D#m F#/C#
unchain the gate of solitude , the ruler says you run .
G#/C D7 F#/C# C#
run hard unto the scaffold high – your chance to – jump the gun .
F# C#7 F#
oh , how high the scaffold grows – the plant life of your widow .
C#7 F#
in black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window .
F# C#7 F#
oh , how high the scaffold grows – the plant life of your widow .
C#7 F#
in black lace curtains brought you near from out the plate glass window .
F# G#
the minotaur with bloody hands is – enraged by the sun .
G#m7 F#
caged he by the corpses brought forth by the dawn .
G#
in orient is as i told the buckshee hangman swears .
G#m7 F#
for open crypts to silence nylon knots to sway by prayer .
{repeat chorus}
F# G#
in orient where wise i was to please the way i live .
G#m7 F#
come give the beggar chance at hand – his life is on his lip .
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