Chords for Aquila Natus

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_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ The shot heard round the world, shook the earth with great resound.
Magisterx [D] lit, the riders fled to warn the [Db] farms and towns.
The call to arms united them in [E] grim determination.
They vowed to see the equal war and [N] made their declaration.
Honor bound in bread, they stood as one in their defiance.
A continental army raised on common man's alliance.
For liberty, the fire in the hearts of men did forge.
The will to break their shackles free and shape them into swords.
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I am the blood that boils in the heart of the beast.
I'm the killer machine with [Bb] a hunger deep.
I'll scorch the earth with a mighty streak.
And [D] a million full metal jacketeeth.
[Am] You better believe it when the boot comes down.
The blood I spill on the [Abm] battleground.
I'll soak the earth until the wicked drown.
Born to the death I deal when the hate [D] comes out.
Born to the beat of [Dm] the drums of war.
Strength in the fire at valley [F] floors.
Made hard in [A] the waters of the beach.
I [G] draw from the devil's claws and bring it [D] forth.
Under crack and the enemy dies when the barrel spits the fire flies.
Kings on point, [E] the killing time.
And I kill with a heart [Bb] like arctic ice.
I am a soldier [C] and I'm marching on.
[D] I am a soldier and I'm marching on.
[Bb] I am a warrior [C] and this is my song.
[D] _ I am a warrior and [F] this is my song.
[D] My boots on the beat and the rhythm I tread.
[G] Shake the ground like a thunderhead.
[F] Rain down in [Bb] a hail of fire and [G] lead.
Like a referee running through [D] my head.
Here where the lesbians live and die.
Where the eagles scream and the reaper [F] hides.
Hell can't stop me [G] the devil tried and I killed him twice in 45.
[D] Come to the nightmare come to me.
I'll grind your bones with a crushing [F] teeth.
Serve to the swine and come to [G] feast.
I'll escape to the fear and the tears [A] you'll weep.
I'll flood the [Dm] earth in a sea of [D] grass.
And watch you burn and the fires [F] wrap.
Pray to the devil and damned you [G] last.
The shadow of death is the one I [Bb] cast.
I am a soldier [C] and I'm marching on.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
[Bb] I am a fire, [C] the sword and the gun.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
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Those of [D] you who have not been at war.
Do [Dm] not realize [D] what those of us who [Dm] have been at war.
Has done for you with our blood and your money.
_ [D] _ I want you to [C] remember the sacrifices these men have [G] made.
[B] Must not be in vain.
[Bb] Damn [C] it is no fun to take [D] a man that you love.
Go out and get [C] killed. _
We've had the [G] same.
And by God they have [Bb] gone.
And [F] they have won.
Now [D] I live laid in a manger with my family.
And the least of me still I'm the old [F] priest.
The killer of the slaves coming out to [G] feed.
On the lead of the fire and the gasoline.
[D] How my blood of the ones who died as well as the warriors at my [F] side.
Hail no fit, no my [G] pride.
For God and country [Bb] I'll enjoy life.
I am a soldier [C] and I'm [G] marching on.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
[Bb] I am a fire, [C] the sword and [Gm] the gun.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
[Bb] A war fighter [C] I will be once [Gm] and all.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
[Bb] I am a mighty, [C] a million [Gm] and one.
[D] I am a warrior and this is my song.
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They stood against an empire born a thousand years ago.
But liberty [A] or death was no [Eb] less what every last man chose.
[E] They fought and died for better lives, uncertain what may [A] come.
As lions on the [Eb] battlefield till [D] freedom had been won.
No cannonballs and musket rounds, explosions, gold and fire.
Will challenge their resolve, they raise their banner ever higher.
And when the dust had [E] settled and the [D] fighting finally ceased.
A eagle bit out from the ash and to this day flies free. _ _ _ _ _
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