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[VERSE 1]
[Bbm7]Once there were t[Eb]rees full of b[Ab]irds.
[Bbm7]Meadowlands [C7]vibrant with [Fm]flowers.
[Bbm7]Carefree the s[Eb]ongs our ch[Ab]ildren once sa[Db]ng
[Bbm7]Gilding our [Bdim]minutes and [C/F]hour[C]s
[Bbm7]Clouds came and c[Eb]overed the [Ab]sun,
The b[Bb]reath of the[C7] baleful[Fm] unease
[Bbm7]Turning to a[Eb]shes [Ab]flowers in their [Db]fields
[Bb]Silenced the [Bdim]birds in their [Dm11]trees[C] .
[CHORUS]
[Fm]Hidden so [Bbm]deep in [Eb]veils of [Ab]deceit,
[Db]Imprisoned in [Bbm]twisting s[Dm11]pells
[C]Are we the [Fm]plaything of [Bbm]fiends, or m[Eb]erely the d[Ab]reams
That [Db]we're t[Bbm7]elling o[Eb]urselves, t[C7]elling o[Fm]urselves?
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Dm11]
[C] [Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Bbm7] [Eb] [C7] [Fm] [C]
[VERSE 2]
[Bbm7]Strive till the [Eb]phantoms are [Ab]broken,
[B7]Fight till the [C7]battle is [Fm]done;
The [Bbm7]squadrons of [Eb]night, Can't [Ab]conquer the [Db]day
[Bbm7]Nor shadows ex[Bdim]tinguish the [Dm11]sun. [C]
[CHORUS 2]
[Fm]Stories of [Bbm]danger, [Eb]fearless a[Ab]ttack,
[Db]Specters of [Bbm]plague and [Dm11]pain.
[C]All of these [Fm]ghosts of our [Bbm]own del[Eb]usions come [Ab]back
And w[Db]e'll be h[Bbm7]aunted a[Eb]gain, [C7]haunted [Fm]again.
[BRIDGE]
For [Fm]tho the storms are [Bbm]over and [Eb]past,
Though the [Eb/C]thunder's rage is quieted at [Fm]last
[Bbm]Well this nightmare's laid me [Eb/C]down in the [C]rags here to m[Fm]ourn,
Here to m[Ab]ourn.
The [Fm]night has left us [Bbm]crippled with [Eb]grief
As we [Cm]strive to keep [Fm]alive ou[Fm]r belief,
But a [Bbm]loss so great, it clouds all our [Bbm]hopes for the d[C]awn
[Fm]Hidden so [Bbm]deep in [Eb]veils of [Ab]deceit,
[Db]Imprisoned in [Bbm]twisting s[Dm11]pells
[C]Are we the [Fm]plaything of [Bbm]fiends, or m[Eb]erely the d[Ab]reams
That [Db]we're t[Bbm7]elling o[Eb]urselves
[C7]Telling our [Fm]Stories of [Bbm]danger, [Eb]fearless a[Ab]ttack,
[Db]Specters of [Bbm]plague and [Dm11]pain.
[C]All of these [Fm]ghosts of our [Bbm]own del[Eb]usions come [Ab]back
Have [Db]we been f[Bbm7]ighting in[Eb] vain[C7] ? fighting [Fm]in vain?
[Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab]
[Db] [Bbm] [Dm11] [C]
[Fm] [Bbm] [Ab] [Ab]
[Db] [Bbm7] [Eb] [C7] [Fm]
[Bbm7]Once there were t[Eb]rees full of b[Ab]irds.
[Bbm7]Meadowlands [C7]vibrant with [Fm]flowers.
[Bbm7]Carefree the s[Eb]ongs our ch[Ab]ildren once sa[Db]ng
[Bbm7]Gilding our [Bdim]minutes and [C/F]hour[C]s
[Bbm7]Clouds came and c[Eb]overed the [Ab]sun,
The b[Bb]reath of the[C7] baleful[Fm] unease
[Bbm7]Turning to a[Eb]shes [Ab]flowers in their [Db]fields
[Bb]Silenced the [Bdim]birds in their [Dm11]trees[C] .
[CHORUS]
[Fm]Hidden so [Bbm]deep in [Eb]veils of [Ab]deceit,
[Db]Imprisoned in [Bbm]twisting s[Dm11]pells
[C]Are we the [Fm]plaything of [Bbm]fiends, or m[Eb]erely the d[Ab]reams
That [Db]we're t[Bbm7]elling o[Eb]urselves, t[C7]elling o[Fm]urselves?
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Dm11]
[C] [Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab] [Db] [Bbm7] [Eb] [C7] [Fm] [C]
[VERSE 2]
[Bbm7]Strive till the [Eb]phantoms are [Ab]broken,
[B7]Fight till the [C7]battle is [Fm]done;
The [Bbm7]squadrons of [Eb]night, Can't [Ab]conquer the [Db]day
[Bbm7]Nor shadows ex[Bdim]tinguish the [Dm11]sun. [C]
[CHORUS 2]
[Fm]Stories of [Bbm]danger, [Eb]fearless a[Ab]ttack,
[Db]Specters of [Bbm]plague and [Dm11]pain.
[C]All of these [Fm]ghosts of our [Bbm]own del[Eb]usions come [Ab]back
And w[Db]e'll be h[Bbm7]aunted a[Eb]gain, [C7]haunted [Fm]again.
[BRIDGE]
For [Fm]tho the storms are [Bbm]over and [Eb]past,
Though the [Eb/C]thunder's rage is quieted at [Fm]last
[Bbm]Well this nightmare's laid me [Eb/C]down in the [C]rags here to m[Fm]ourn,
Here to m[Ab]ourn.
The [Fm]night has left us [Bbm]crippled with [Eb]grief
As we [Cm]strive to keep [Fm]alive ou[Fm]r belief,
But a [Bbm]loss so great, it clouds all our [Bbm]hopes for the d[C]awn
[Fm]Hidden so [Bbm]deep in [Eb]veils of [Ab]deceit,
[Db]Imprisoned in [Bbm]twisting s[Dm11]pells
[C]Are we the [Fm]plaything of [Bbm]fiends, or m[Eb]erely the d[Ab]reams
That [Db]we're t[Bbm7]elling o[Eb]urselves
[C7]Telling our [Fm]Stories of [Bbm]danger, [Eb]fearless a[Ab]ttack,
[Db]Specters of [Bbm]plague and [Dm11]pain.
[C]All of these [Fm]ghosts of our [Bbm]own del[Eb]usions come [Ab]back
Have [Db]we been f[Bbm7]ighting in[Eb] vain[C7] ? fighting [Fm]in vain?
[Fm] [Bbm] [Eb] [Ab]
[Db] [Bbm] [Dm11] [C]
[Fm] [Bbm] [Ab] [Ab]
[Db] [Bbm7] [Eb] [C7] [Fm]
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