E C#m G#m Crimson flames tied through my ears, A B E rollin' high and mighty traps E C#m G#m Pounced with fire on flaming roads, A B using ideas as my maps C#m G#m We'll meet on edges, soon said I, A B proud 'neath heated brow Припев: E A E Ah but I was so much older then A B E I'm younger than that now Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth, rip down all hate I scream Lies that life is black and white, spoke from my skull I dreamed Romantic flanks of musketeers, foundation deep somehow Chorus. In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach Fearing not that I'd become my enemy in the instant that I preach My pathway led to confusion boats, mutiny from stern to bow Припев - x2 Yes my guards stood hard when abstract threats too nobel to neglect Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect Good and bad, I define these terms quite clear, no doubt, somehow Припев - x3 Подобрать аккорды без баррэ | ТональностьСбросить Размер шрифтаСбросить Аппликатуры аккордовA ![]() C#m ![]() E ![]() G#m ![]() B ![]() |