Chords for Armored Saint - The Pillar
Tempo:
68.65 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
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Ab
Gb
Ebm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
It's a weapon in stride, preparing the stand, a meeting of the minds, mostly understood,
but never a grand good.
It'd be kind of a ceremony, kisses in bed and in his hood.
Fleeing power straight from the pill, a grisly impassioned no one denies.
The darker the room, the warmer the cloud, an ornerous suspended thrill homicide.
Oh [Bb] man, my [Gb] goodness, you're only [Ab] nothing, oh my goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, [Gb] lust for the taste, [B] no time to waste.
[Eb] Kiss [Ab] me, [Eb] kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
Once I'm acquainted to death, I'll be discovered, oblivious fools take the longest time.
MS travels through laws of nature, opening boxes so divine.
Mass of my pain within a book of letters, strives for the things that I never had.
Chasing a dream that seems so appealing, only to awaken, I don't know who to blame.
[Ab] Oh man, [Gb] my goodness, you're only [Eb] nothing, oh my [Bb] goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, lust for the taste, no time to [Ab] waste.
[Eb] Kiss me, kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
[B] Over [Ab] you, [Eb] over you.
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[Eb] Begging to be the servant's pet, breaking free from the horde of norm.
Little transition, plenty of residue, temple flashes eroding the halls.
The reigning power sweep the field of quisley infection, no one denies.
The dark of the room, the womb of the cloud, the border of suspected real [B] homicide.
Homicide.
[Eb] Kiss me, [Ab] kiss me straight, [Eb] kiss me straight over [Ab] you.
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It's a weapon in stride, preparing the stand, a meeting of the minds, mostly understood,
but never a grand good.
It'd be kind of a ceremony, kisses in bed and in his hood.
Fleeing power straight from the pill, a grisly impassioned no one denies.
The darker the room, the warmer the cloud, an ornerous suspended thrill homicide.
Oh [Bb] man, my [Gb] goodness, you're only [Ab] nothing, oh my goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, [Gb] lust for the taste, [B] no time to waste.
[Eb] Kiss [Ab] me, [Eb] kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
Once I'm acquainted to death, I'll be discovered, oblivious fools take the longest time.
MS travels through laws of nature, opening boxes so divine.
Mass of my pain within a book of letters, strives for the things that I never had.
Chasing a dream that seems so appealing, only to awaken, I don't know who to blame.
[Ab] Oh man, [Gb] my goodness, you're only [Eb] nothing, oh my [Bb] goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, lust for the taste, no time to [Ab] waste.
[Eb] Kiss me, kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
[B] Over [Ab] you, [Eb] over you.
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[Eb] Begging to be the servant's pet, breaking free from the horde of norm.
Little transition, plenty of residue, temple flashes eroding the halls.
The reigning power sweep the field of quisley infection, no one denies.
The dark of the room, the womb of the cloud, the border of suspected real [B] homicide.
Homicide.
[Eb] Kiss me, [Ab] kiss me straight, [Eb] kiss me straight over [Ab] you.
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_ It's a weapon in stride, preparing the stand, a meeting of the minds, mostly understood,
but never a grand good.
It'd be kind of a ceremony, kisses in bed and in his hood.
Fleeing power straight from the pill, a grisly impassioned no one denies.
The darker the room, the warmer the cloud, an ornerous suspended thrill homicide.
Oh [Bb] man, my [Gb] goodness, you're only _ [Ab] nothing, oh my goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, [Gb] lust for the taste, [B] no time to waste. _
[Eb] Kiss [Ab] me, _ [Eb] kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
Once I'm acquainted to death, I'll be discovered, oblivious fools take the longest time.
MS travels through laws of nature, opening boxes so divine.
Mass of my pain within a book of letters, strives for the things that I never had.
Chasing a dream that seems so appealing, only to awaken, I don't know who to blame.
[Ab] Oh man, [Gb] my goodness, you're only [Eb] nothing, oh my [Bb] goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, lust for the taste, no time to [Ab] waste.
_ [Eb] Kiss me, _ kiss me straight, _ kiss me straight over you.
_ [B] Over [Ab] you, [Eb] over you. _
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[Eb] Begging to be the servant's pet, breaking free from the horde of norm.
Little transition, plenty of residue, temple flashes eroding the halls.
The reigning power sweep the field of quisley infection, no one denies.
The dark of the room, the womb of the cloud, the border of suspected real [B] homicide.
Homicide.
_ [Eb] Kiss me, _ [Ab] kiss me straight, [Eb] _ kiss me straight over [Ab] you.
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_ It's a weapon in stride, preparing the stand, a meeting of the minds, mostly understood,
but never a grand good.
It'd be kind of a ceremony, kisses in bed and in his hood.
Fleeing power straight from the pill, a grisly impassioned no one denies.
The darker the room, the warmer the cloud, an ornerous suspended thrill homicide.
Oh [Bb] man, my [Gb] goodness, you're only _ [Ab] nothing, oh my goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, [Gb] lust for the taste, [B] no time to waste. _
[Eb] Kiss [Ab] me, _ [Eb] kiss me straight, kiss me straight over you.
Once I'm acquainted to death, I'll be discovered, oblivious fools take the longest time.
MS travels through laws of nature, opening boxes so divine.
Mass of my pain within a book of letters, strives for the things that I never had.
Chasing a dream that seems so appealing, only to awaken, I don't know who to blame.
[Ab] Oh man, [Gb] my goodness, you're only [Eb] nothing, oh my [Bb] goodness.
[Gb] We're talking in style, [A] your brain slowly rots, lust for the taste, no time to [Ab] waste.
_ [Eb] Kiss me, _ kiss me straight, _ kiss me straight over you.
_ [B] Over [Ab] you, [Eb] over you. _
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[Eb] Begging to be the servant's pet, breaking free from the horde of norm.
Little transition, plenty of residue, temple flashes eroding the halls.
The reigning power sweep the field of quisley infection, no one denies.
The dark of the room, the womb of the cloud, the border of suspected real [B] homicide.
Homicide.
_ [Eb] Kiss me, _ [Ab] kiss me straight, [Eb] _ kiss me straight over [Ab] you.
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