Magisters Sorrow chords

[VERSE 1]
[Am]Magic weaves aro[G]und her h[Am]eart, a dress of s[C]ilver l[Am]ight,
yet her world sees [F]only d[C]ark, and she fears [Em]her own m[Am]ight.
F[G]lee in the c[F]over of night, leave n[G]ow behind your h[F]ome, f[G]ind light ins[F]ide your own dark h[Am]eart.

[CHORUS]
See t[Am]he bonds[F] and wings our m[G]agic gives[C] ,chains to p[F]ull you down[Dm] or to r[Am]aise you [E]up?? [F] [G]
F[Am]ortuna[F] favet f[G]ortibus!
T[E]hose who will seek to conqu[F]er you, they will b[Dm]urn in dark f[G]ire or in h[C]oly l[G]ight.

[VERSE 2]
[Am]Late at night a w[G]ise old m[Am]an, encircled b[C]y the sh[Am]ade
dares to save his l[F]ife and l[C]and, his pact by bl[Em]ood is p[Am]aid,
T[G]ime is unl[F]eashed upon his s[G]oul and all the l[F]and, w[G]ish for salv[F]ation brings the [Am]end.

[VERSE 3]

[Am]An arrow pierces h[G]ero‘s h[Am]eart, his comrades th[C]ink him sl[Am]ain
a word of power, kiss [F]on his ch[C]eek, she takes aw[Em]ay his p[Am]ain.
W[G]ound quickly he[F]als, his eyes blaze [G]up, he joins the f[F]ight. [G]One last proud sm[F]ile. She knew the pr[Am]ice.

[VERSE 4]
[Am]A proud man once crossed [G]all the s[Am]ea, drank deep of w[C]isdom‘s w[Am]ell.
Raised himself to j[F]oin the st[C]ars, caused deep wounds b[Em]y his sp[Am]ell.
[G]He stood al[F]one between his fr[G]iends and mortal f[F]oes, st[G]arlight‘s red[F]emption then he ch[Am]ose.