Epitaph King Crimson
Korektę nadesłał
Jan Chryczyk
1 rok temu
Komentarz: System z tekstu w drugiej zwrotce (Knowlegde is a deadly) podbierał a i pokazywał wyżej jako akord "a"
Komentarz: System z tekstu w drugiej zwrotce (Knowlegde is a deadly) podbierał a i pokazywał wyżej jako akord "a"
Instrument:
Gitara
Trudność: Początkujący
Trudność: Początkujący
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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
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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
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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
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unlight brightly glH7
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every man is tD
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aurel wreath, when sa
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usion will be my h
epitaphAs I cr
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awl a cracked and brh
oken pathIf we m
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ake it we can all sit bh
ack and laughBut I f
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ear tomorrow I'll be crh
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all on which the prD
ophets wrote is cra
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on the instrumD
ents of death. The sa
unlight brightly glH7
eamsWhen
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every man is tD
orn apart with na
ightmares and with drH7
eams,Will n
e
o one lay the lD
aurel wreath, when sa
ilence drowns the scrH7
eamsConf
e
usion will be my h
epitaphAs I cr
e
awl a cracked and brh
oken pathIf we m
e
ake it we can all sit bh
ack and laughBut I f
C
ear tomorrow I'll be crh
ying,Yes I fe
C
ar tomorrow I'll be cryh
ing.Yes I f
C
ear tomorrow I'll be crH7
ying e
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Betw
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een the iron gD
ates of fate, the sa
eeds of time were sH7
own,And w
e
atered by the dD
eeds of those, wha
o know and who are knH7
own;Kn
e
owledge is a
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ulesThe f
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ate of all mankD
ind I see is a
in the hands of fH7
oolse
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all on which the prD
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on the instrumD
ents of death. The sa
unlight brightly glH7
eamsWhen
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every man is tD
orn apart with na
ightmares and with drH7
eams,Will n
e
o one lay the lD
aurel wreath, when sa
ilence drowns the scrH7
eamsConf
e
usion will be my h
epitaphAs I cr
e
awl a cracked and brh
oken pathIf we m
e
ake it we can all sit bh
ack and laughBut I f
C
ear tomorrow I'll be crh
ying,Yes I f
C
ear tomorrow I'll be crh
ying.Yes I fe
C
ar tomorrow I'll be cH7
rying.Cr
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yih
ng, CrC
yih
ngYes I fe
C
ar tomorrow I'll be crh
ying.Yes I f
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ear tomorrow I'll be crh
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ear tomorrow I'll be crh
ying.Yes I f
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ear tomorrow I'll be crh
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ng, CrC
yih
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