Epitaph King Crimson

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Jan Chryczyk
Jan Chryczyk
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Komentarz: System z tekstu w drugiej zwrotce (Knowlegde is a deadly) podbierał a i pokazywał wyżej jako akord "a"
Instrument: Gitara
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e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams e D a H7 Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams e D a H7 When every man is torn apart with nightmares and with dreams, e D a H7 Will no one lay the laurel wreath, when silence drowns the screams e h Confusion will be my epitaph e h As I crawl a cracked and broken path e h If we make it we can all sit back and laugh C h But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C H7 e D a H7 Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying e D a H7 Between the iron gates of fate, the seeds of time were sown, e D a H7 And watered by the deeds of those, who know and who are known; e D a H7 Knowledge is a deadly friend, if no one sets the rules e D a H7 The fate of all mankind I see is in the hands of fools e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams e D a H7 Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams e D a H7 When every man is torn apart with nightmares and with dreams, e D a H7 Will no one lay the laurel wreath, when silence drowns the screams e h Confusion will be my epitaph e h As I crawl a cracked and broken path e h If we make it we can all sit back and laugh C h But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C H7 Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h C h Crying, Crying C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying C h C h Crying, Crying
e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams e D a H7 Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams e D a H7 When every man is torn apart with nightmares and with dreams, e D a H7 Will no one lay the laurel wreath, when silence drowns the screams e h Confusion will be my epitaph e h As I crawl a cracked and broken path e h If we make it we can all sit back and laugh C h But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C H7 e D a H7 Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying e D a H7 Between the iron gates of fate, the seeds of time were sown, e D a H7 And watered by the deeds of those, who know and who are known; e D a H7 Knowledge is a deadly friend, if no one sets the rules e D a H7 The fate of all mankind I see is in the hands of fools e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams e D a H7 Upon the instruments of death. The sunlight brightly gleams e D a H7 When every man is torn apart with nightmares and with dreams, e D a H7 Will no one lay the laurel wreath, when silence drowns the screams e h Confusion will be my epitaph e h As I crawl a cracked and broken path e h If we make it we can all sit back and laugh C h But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C H7 Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h C h Crying, Crying C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. C h Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying C h C h Crying, Crying


                      
e D a H7 e D a H7

The weall on which the prDophets wrote is craacking at the sH7eams
Upeon the instrumDents of death. The saunlight brightly glH7eams
When eevery man is tDorn apart with naightmares and with drH7eams,
Will neo one lay the lDaurel wreath, when sailence drowns the scrH7eams

Confeusion will be my hepitaph
As I creawl a cracked and brhoken path
If we meake it we can all sit bhack and laugh
But I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying,
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be cryhing.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crH7ying      e  D  a  H7  

Betweeen the iron gDates of fate, the saeeds of time were sH7own,
And weatered by the dDeeds of those, whao know and who are knH7own;
Kneowledge is  a Ddeadly friend, if ano one sets the H7rules
The feate of all mankDind I see is ain the hands of fH7ools

e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7

The weall on which the prDophets wrote is craacking at the sH7eams
Upeon the instrumDents of death. The saunlight brightly glH7eams
When eevery man is tDorn apart with naightmares and with drH7eams,
Will neo one lay the lDaurel wreath, when sailence drowns the scrH7eams

Confeusion will be my hepitaph
As I creawl a cracked and brhoken path
If we meake it we can all sit bhack and laugh

But I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying,
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be cH7rying.
CrCyihng, CrCyihng
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying
CrCyihng, CrCyihng


e D a H7 e D a H7

The weall on which the prDophets wrote is craacking at the sH7eams
Upeon the instrumDents of death. The saunlight brightly glH7eams
When eevery man is tDorn apart with naightmares and with drH7eams,
Will neo one lay the lDaurel wreath, when sailence drowns the scrH7eams

Confeusion will be my hepitaph
As I creawl a cracked and brhoken path
If we meake it we can all sit bhack and laugh
But I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying,
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be cryhing.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crH7ying      e  D  a  H7  

Betweeen the iron gDates of fate, the saeeds of time were sH7own,
And weatered by the dDeeds of those, whao know and who are knH7own;
Kneowledge is a dDeadly friend, if nao one sets the rH7ules
The feate of all mankDind I see is ain the hands of fH7ools

e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7 e D a H7

The weall on which the prDophets wrote is craacking at the sH7eams
Upeon the instrumDents of death. The saunlight brightly glH7eams
When eevery man is tDorn apart with naightmares and with drH7eams,
Will neo one lay the lDaurel wreath, when sailence drowns the scrH7eams

Confeusion will be my hepitaph
As I creawl a cracked and brhoken path
If we meake it we can all sit bhack and laugh

But I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying,
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be cH7rying.
CrCyihng, CrCyihng
Yes I feCar tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying.
Yes I fCear tomorrow I'll be crhying
CrCyihng, CrCyihng


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Jan Chryczyk
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Jan Chryczyk
System z tekstu w drugiej zwrotce (Knowlegde is a deadly) podbierał a i pokazywał wyżej jako akord "a"
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