[INTRO]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D/F#] [G]
[VERSE 1]
Y[D]ou stare at the broken [G]mirrors[C] [G]
Shat[C]tered refl[G]ections of the p[D]ast
[C]I think we[G] may be st[Em]andin' i[D]n the sa[C/G]me
Shadows that been ca[D]st
[CHORUS]
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
The bro[C]ken days have[G] beat the dead of [D]night
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no [D/F#]more lig[G]ht
[VERSE 2]
A[D]nd a trail we choose to[G] follow[C] [G]
I[C]t's as cu[G]rsed as it is bl[D]essed
I[C]s there m[G]ercy t[Em]hat we a[D]ll must [C/G]face
Before the dead can [D]raise?
[CHORUS]
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
The bro[C]ken days[G] have beat the de[D]ad of night
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
[BRIDGE]
A[Em]nd if you listen to the song that settled on the bre[Bm]eze
A[Em] woman sings unto our baby boy
I won't live to see the da[C/G]y that you'll be li[D]fted off your k[G]nees
[VERSE 3]
S[D]ome days it feels so ho[G]peless
N[C]othing's m[G]akin' any sen[D]se
F[C]lags we ra[G]ise in pra[Em]ise of r[D]uthless [C/G]
Supposes inno[D]cence
[CHORUS]
D[G]arkness, no more d[D]arkness
The bro[C]ken days have[G] beat dead of n[D]ight
D[G]arkness, no more d[D]arkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[Em]ht
[C] [D/F#] [G]
[C] [D/F#] [G]
[C] [D/F#] [G]
[G] [D] [C] [G] [D/F#] [G]
[VERSE 1]
Y[D]ou stare at the broken [G]mirrors[C] [G]
Shat[C]tered refl[G]ections of the p[D]ast
[C]I think we[G] may be st[Em]andin' i[D]n the sa[C/G]me
Shadows that been ca[D]st
[CHORUS]
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
The bro[C]ken days have[G] beat the dead of [D]night
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no [D/F#]more lig[G]ht
[VERSE 2]
A[D]nd a trail we choose to[G] follow[C] [G]
I[C]t's as cu[G]rsed as it is bl[D]essed
I[C]s there m[G]ercy t[Em]hat we a[D]ll must [C/G]face
Before the dead can [D]raise?
[CHORUS]
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
The bro[C]ken days[G] have beat the de[D]ad of night
D[G]arknes[C]s,[G] no more da[D]rkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
[BRIDGE]
A[Em]nd if you listen to the song that settled on the bre[Bm]eze
A[Em] woman sings unto our baby boy
I won't live to see the da[C/G]y that you'll be li[D]fted off your k[G]nees
[VERSE 3]
S[D]ome days it feels so ho[G]peless
N[C]othing's m[G]akin' any sen[D]se
F[C]lags we ra[G]ise in pra[Em]ise of r[D]uthless [C/G]
Supposes inno[D]cence
[CHORUS]
D[G]arkness, no more d[D]arkness
The bro[C]ken days have[G] beat dead of n[D]ight
D[G]arkness, no more d[D]arkness
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[G]ht
No more[C] darknes[G]s, no m[D/F#]ore lig[Em]ht
[C] [D/F#] [G]
[C] [D/F#] [G]
[C] [D/F#] [G]
Used chords
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