Chords for Eumenides (Magic, Moondust, &Melancholy )
Tempo:
74.35 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
E
A
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
What's packed in [Em] my hold is dearer than gold, revenge is my cargo this day.
You [G] think you have [F] won, but when my [E] job's done, the fury will force you to pay.
[A]
My people weren't strong, they've done you no [Am] wrong, they just happen to [G] be in [C] your way.
You take what you seek, contempt for the weak, and your [G] battle they came yesterday.
[Am] Like the coward you are, you strike from afar, and death is the harvest you [E] reap.
For all we were [F] brave, no [Em] warning you gave, my people you slaughtered like sheep.
[C]
Alone in the [G] dark, I lay near to my [Am] death, with hate in my heart, and with [E] my final breath.
[Am] To whatever gods [Dm] that would listen, did [C] pray that they witness your [E] crime, they force you to pay.
On terror, [G] long dead, [E] old gods that descended, created the furies to fly.
Grim [G] justice to seek, and revenge for the weak, on those whom the law had passed by.
[Am]
Those gods heard my plea, and granted to me, the means of [G] achieving my goal.
I think they are just, for to do what I must, a fury they placed in my soul.
Transformed by her hate, [Am] now I am your fate, the gods' chosen weapon of her reign.
The [G] fury inside will not be denied, and I seek my vengeance this night.
[Em] [C] I've stolen this [G] ship, packed with the weapons of [Am] war, so you will not profit [Em] as you have before.
[Am] Eluding your fleet, past your sentries I slip, and the fury has [E] guided me straight to your ship.
She [G] steadies my hand, her tools at command, a counting you will not [E] deny.
Your [A] ship is in sight, of my fury-led flight, and the fires of my vents burn high.
[Am]
[G]
[A]
[Am] What's packed in my hold, [A] is dearer than gold, as [G] dear as my [C] people's hell.
When I ram in your side, at the end of my ride, this fury will send you to hell.
To hell, this fury will [A] take you to hell.
[N]
You [G] think you have [F] won, but when my [E] job's done, the fury will force you to pay.
[A]
My people weren't strong, they've done you no [Am] wrong, they just happen to [G] be in [C] your way.
You take what you seek, contempt for the weak, and your [G] battle they came yesterday.
[Am] Like the coward you are, you strike from afar, and death is the harvest you [E] reap.
For all we were [F] brave, no [Em] warning you gave, my people you slaughtered like sheep.
[C]
Alone in the [G] dark, I lay near to my [Am] death, with hate in my heart, and with [E] my final breath.
[Am] To whatever gods [Dm] that would listen, did [C] pray that they witness your [E] crime, they force you to pay.
On terror, [G] long dead, [E] old gods that descended, created the furies to fly.
Grim [G] justice to seek, and revenge for the weak, on those whom the law had passed by.
[Am]
Those gods heard my plea, and granted to me, the means of [G] achieving my goal.
I think they are just, for to do what I must, a fury they placed in my soul.
Transformed by her hate, [Am] now I am your fate, the gods' chosen weapon of her reign.
The [G] fury inside will not be denied, and I seek my vengeance this night.
[Em] [C] I've stolen this [G] ship, packed with the weapons of [Am] war, so you will not profit [Em] as you have before.
[Am] Eluding your fleet, past your sentries I slip, and the fury has [E] guided me straight to your ship.
She [G] steadies my hand, her tools at command, a counting you will not [E] deny.
Your [A] ship is in sight, of my fury-led flight, and the fires of my vents burn high.
[Am]
[G]
[A]
[Am] What's packed in my hold, [A] is dearer than gold, as [G] dear as my [C] people's hell.
When I ram in your side, at the end of my ride, this fury will send you to hell.
To hell, this fury will [A] take you to hell.
[N]
Key:
G
Am
E
A
C
G
Am
E
_ _ _ _ What's packed in [Em] my hold is dearer than gold, revenge is my cargo this day.
You [G] think you have [F] won, but when my [E] job's done, the fury will force you to pay.
_ [A] _
My people weren't strong, they've done you no [Am] wrong, they just happen to [G] be in [C] your way.
You take what you seek, contempt for the weak, and your [G] battle they came yesterday.
_ [Am] _ Like the coward you are, you strike from afar, and death is the harvest you [E] reap.
For all we were [F] brave, no [Em] warning you gave, my people you slaughtered like sheep.
_ _ [C]
Alone in the [G] dark, I lay near to my [Am] death, with hate in my heart, and with [E] my final breath.
[Am] To whatever gods [Dm] that would listen, did [C] pray that they witness your [E] crime, they force you to pay.
_ _ _ On terror, [G] long dead, [E] old gods that descended, created the furies to fly.
Grim [G] justice to seek, and revenge for the weak, on those whom the law had passed by.
[Am] _
Those gods heard my plea, and granted to me, the means of [G] achieving my goal.
I think they are just, for to do what I must, a fury they placed in my soul.
_ _ Transformed by her hate, [Am] now I am your fate, the gods' chosen weapon of her reign.
The [G] fury inside will not be denied, and I seek my vengeance this night.
_ [Em] [C] I've stolen this [G] ship, packed with the weapons of [Am] war, so you will not profit [Em] as you have before.
[Am] Eluding your fleet, past your sentries I slip, and the fury has [E] guided me straight to your ship.
_ _ She [G] steadies my hand, her tools at command, a counting you will not [E] deny.
Your [A] ship is in sight, of my fury-led flight, and the fires of my vents burn high.
[Am] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Am] _ _ What's packed in my hold, [A] is dearer than gold, as [G] dear as my [C] people's hell.
When I ram in your side, at the end of my ride, this fury will send you to hell.
To hell, this fury will [A] take you to hell. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
You [G] think you have [F] won, but when my [E] job's done, the fury will force you to pay.
_ [A] _
My people weren't strong, they've done you no [Am] wrong, they just happen to [G] be in [C] your way.
You take what you seek, contempt for the weak, and your [G] battle they came yesterday.
_ [Am] _ Like the coward you are, you strike from afar, and death is the harvest you [E] reap.
For all we were [F] brave, no [Em] warning you gave, my people you slaughtered like sheep.
_ _ [C]
Alone in the [G] dark, I lay near to my [Am] death, with hate in my heart, and with [E] my final breath.
[Am] To whatever gods [Dm] that would listen, did [C] pray that they witness your [E] crime, they force you to pay.
_ _ _ On terror, [G] long dead, [E] old gods that descended, created the furies to fly.
Grim [G] justice to seek, and revenge for the weak, on those whom the law had passed by.
[Am] _
Those gods heard my plea, and granted to me, the means of [G] achieving my goal.
I think they are just, for to do what I must, a fury they placed in my soul.
_ _ Transformed by her hate, [Am] now I am your fate, the gods' chosen weapon of her reign.
The [G] fury inside will not be denied, and I seek my vengeance this night.
_ [Em] [C] I've stolen this [G] ship, packed with the weapons of [Am] war, so you will not profit [Em] as you have before.
[Am] Eluding your fleet, past your sentries I slip, and the fury has [E] guided me straight to your ship.
_ _ She [G] steadies my hand, her tools at command, a counting you will not [E] deny.
Your [A] ship is in sight, of my fury-led flight, and the fires of my vents burn high.
[Am] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [Am] _ _ What's packed in my hold, [A] is dearer than gold, as [G] dear as my [C] people's hell.
When I ram in your side, at the end of my ride, this fury will send you to hell.
To hell, this fury will [A] take you to hell. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _