Chords for An American Prayer
Tempo:
110.1 bpm
Chords used:
G
E
F
D
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet and are you alive?
[G] Let's reinvent the gods and all the myths of the ages.
[Eb] Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests.
Have you forgotten [E] the lessons of the ancient war?
We need great golden populations.
[Em]
Fathers are cackling in trees of the forest.
Our mother is dead in the sea.
[E] [Em] You [Bm] know we are being led to slaughters by [E] placid admirals [Em] and that fat slow generals
are getting [E] obscene on young blood.
[Em] You know we are ruled by [E] PV.
[G]
[D] [E] [D] The moon is a dry blood beast.
[E] Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine.
Amassing for [Bm] warfare are
innocent herdsmen who are just dying.
[Em] Oh great [E] creator of being, grant us one more hour to
[G] perform our art and perfect our lives.
[Em] [G] Moths and [D] atheists are doubly [Em] divine in dying.
[G]
[D] [G] We live,
we die, and death not ends it.
[E] [D] [E]
Journey we moor into the nightmare.
Cling to life by a passion
flower.
Cling to cunt and cocks of despair.
We got our final vision by clap.
Columbus' [D]
[E] groin
got filled with green death.
I touched her thigh and death smiled.
[Gm]
[F] [Gm]
We have assembled inside this
ancient and [F] insane theater [Gm] to propagate our lust for life.
Flee the swarm [F] of wisdom and [G] spirits.
[F] [G]
[F] The barns are stormed, the windows [G] kept, and only one of all the rest to dance and save [F] us
with the divine mockery of words, music, and flames [G] temperament.
[F] [D]
[F]
[Gm]
True king's murderers are
allowed to roam free.
A thousand [F] musicians rise from the [Gm] land.
[G] [F] [C]
Where are the feasts we were promised?
[Ab]
[Eb] Where is the wine, the new [D] wine, [Eb] dying on
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet and are you alive?
[G] Let's reinvent the gods and all the myths of the ages.
[Eb] Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests.
Have you forgotten [E] the lessons of the ancient war?
We need great golden populations.
[Em]
Fathers are cackling in trees of the forest.
Our mother is dead in the sea.
[E] [Em] You [Bm] know we are being led to slaughters by [E] placid admirals [Em] and that fat slow generals
are getting [E] obscene on young blood.
[Em] You know we are ruled by [E] PV.
[G]
[D] [E] [D] The moon is a dry blood beast.
[E] Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine.
Amassing for [Bm] warfare are
innocent herdsmen who are just dying.
[Em] Oh great [E] creator of being, grant us one more hour to
[G] perform our art and perfect our lives.
[Em] [G] Moths and [D] atheists are doubly [Em] divine in dying.
[G]
[D] [G] We live,
we die, and death not ends it.
[E] [D] [E]
Journey we moor into the nightmare.
Cling to life by a passion
flower.
Cling to cunt and cocks of despair.
We got our final vision by clap.
Columbus' [D]
[E] groin
got filled with green death.
I touched her thigh and death smiled.
[Gm]
[F] [Gm]
We have assembled inside this
ancient and [F] insane theater [Gm] to propagate our lust for life.
Flee the swarm [F] of wisdom and [G] spirits.
[F] [G]
[F] The barns are stormed, the windows [G] kept, and only one of all the rest to dance and save [F] us
with the divine mockery of words, music, and flames [G] temperament.
[F] [D]
[F]
[Gm]
True king's murderers are
allowed to roam free.
A thousand [F] musicians rise from the [Gm] land.
[G] [F] [C]
Where are the feasts we were promised?
[Ab]
[Eb] Where is the wine, the new [D] wine, [Eb] dying on
Key:
G
E
F
D
Em
G
E
F
Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
_ Have you been born yet and are you alive? _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Let's reinvent the gods and all the myths of the ages.
[Eb] Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests. _ _
Have you forgotten [E] the lessons of the ancient war? _
We need great golden populations.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ Fathers are cackling in trees of the forest.
Our mother is dead in the sea.
[E] _ _ [Em] _ You [Bm] know we are being led to slaughters by [E] placid admirals [Em] and that fat slow generals
are getting [E] obscene on young blood.
[Em] _ You know we are ruled by [E] PV.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ [D] The moon is a dry blood beast.
_ [E] Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine.
Amassing for [Bm] warfare are
innocent herdsmen who are just dying.
[Em] _ _ _ Oh great [E] creator of being, grant us one more hour to
[G] perform our art and perfect our lives.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] Moths and [D] atheists are doubly [Em] divine in dying.
[G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] We live,
we die, and death not ends it.
_ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ Journey we moor into the nightmare.
Cling to life by a passion
flower.
Cling to cunt and cocks of despair.
We got our final vision by clap.
Columbus' [D]
[E] groin
got filled with green death.
I touched her thigh and death smiled.
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm]
We have assembled inside this
ancient and [F] insane theater [Gm] to propagate our lust for life.
Flee the swarm [F] of wisdom and [G] spirits.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] The barns are stormed, the windows [G] kept, and only one of all the rest to dance and save [F] us
with the divine mockery of words, _ music, and flames [G] temperament. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ True king's murderers are
allowed to roam free.
A thousand [F] musicians rise from the [Gm] land.
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
Where are the feasts we were promised?
[Ab] _ _ _
_ [Eb] Where is the wine, the new [D] wine, [Eb] dying on
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
_ Have you been born yet and are you alive? _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] Let's reinvent the gods and all the myths of the ages.
[Eb] Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests. _ _
Have you forgotten [E] the lessons of the ancient war? _
We need great golden populations.
_ _ [Em] _
_ _ Fathers are cackling in trees of the forest.
Our mother is dead in the sea.
[E] _ _ [Em] _ You [Bm] know we are being led to slaughters by [E] placid admirals [Em] and that fat slow generals
are getting [E] obscene on young blood.
[Em] _ You know we are ruled by [E] PV.
_ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ [D] The moon is a dry blood beast.
_ [E] Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine.
Amassing for [Bm] warfare are
innocent herdsmen who are just dying.
[Em] _ _ _ Oh great [E] creator of being, grant us one more hour to
[G] perform our art and perfect our lives.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] Moths and [D] atheists are doubly [Em] divine in dying.
[G] _ _ _
[D] _ _ [G] We live,
we die, and death not ends it.
_ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ Journey we moor into the nightmare.
Cling to life by a passion
flower.
Cling to cunt and cocks of despair.
We got our final vision by clap.
Columbus' [D]
[E] groin
got filled with green death.
I touched her thigh and death smiled.
_ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Gm]
We have assembled inside this
ancient and [F] insane theater [Gm] to propagate our lust for life.
Flee the swarm [F] of wisdom and [G] spirits.
_ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] The barns are stormed, the windows [G] kept, and only one of all the rest to dance and save [F] us
with the divine mockery of words, _ music, and flames [G] temperament. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ True king's murderers are
allowed to roam free.
A thousand [F] musicians rise from the [Gm] land.
_ _ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _
Where are the feasts we were promised?
[Ab] _ _ _
_ [Eb] Where is the wine, the new [D] wine, [Eb] dying on