Chords for IGNEA — Halves Rupture (Official Audio)
Tempo:
119.8 bpm
Chords used:
A
Bb
D
Gm
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[A]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[A]
There is no clean, soft, and free in this sky.
The burdens now are grey.
A shake of prominence is further.
Now we are the demons' [Gb] prey.
[A] Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning hush, a [Bb] cry to the now [A]-a-haught storm.
The ghost of San [D] Rendejo [A] is now a miles and miles.
It's time I start a business called the Burning Angel Flies.
I won't forget the brighter times.
I'll not forget [D] my glory morn.
I won't recall [E] your post-sacred power.
Your touch [Bb] is worth the [A] dole.
Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning [Bb] hush, a cry to the now [A]-a-haught storm.
[D]
[A]
[Bb] [A]
[Gm] [Bb]
[A]
[Bb]
[A]
[Gm] [Bb]
[A]
A twangy horn will [D] bring my [A] friends.
An old and darkness [Db] is my north.
And I will ride the lights [E] of the end.
[A] Until I'm buried in [Gb] my tomb.
[A] Solstice here, [Bb] and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning hush, [Bb] a cry to [A] the now-a-haught storm.
Solstice, let [Bb] the [A] scantily trample away.
[Gm] Sun, your light, [Bb] our path to [D] the freedom [A] today.
[D] [A]
[Em]
[N]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[A]
There is no clean, soft, and free in this sky.
The burdens now are grey.
A shake of prominence is further.
Now we are the demons' [Gb] prey.
[A] Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning hush, a [Bb] cry to the now [A]-a-haught storm.
The ghost of San [D] Rendejo [A] is now a miles and miles.
It's time I start a business called the Burning Angel Flies.
I won't forget the brighter times.
I'll not forget [D] my glory morn.
I won't recall [E] your post-sacred power.
Your touch [Bb] is worth the [A] dole.
Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning [Bb] hush, a cry to the now [A]-a-haught storm.
[D]
[A]
[Bb] [A]
[Gm] [Bb]
[A]
[Bb]
[A]
[Gm] [Bb]
[A]
A twangy horn will [D] bring my [A] friends.
An old and darkness [Db] is my north.
And I will ride the lights [E] of the end.
[A] Until I'm buried in [Gb] my tomb.
[A] Solstice here, [Bb] and by [A] the clouds of morn.
[Gm] Mourning hush, [Bb] a cry to [A] the now-a-haught storm.
Solstice, let [Bb] the [A] scantily trample away.
[Gm] Sun, your light, [Bb] our path to [D] the freedom [A] today.
[D] [A]
[Em]
[N]
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_ There is no clean, soft, and free in this sky.
The burdens now are grey. _
_ A shake of prominence is further. _
Now we are the demons' [Gb] prey. _
[A] _ Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning hush, a [Bb] cry to the now [A]-a-haught _ storm. _ _ _
The ghost of San _ [D] Rendejo [A] is now a miles and miles.
It's time I start a business called the Burning Angel Flies.
I won't forget the brighter _ times.
I'll not forget [D] my glory morn.
I won't recall [E] your post-sacred power.
Your touch [Bb] is worth the [A] dole.
Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning [Bb] hush, a cry to the now [A]-a-haught _ storm. _ _ _
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A twangy horn will [D] bring my [A] friends.
An old and darkness [Db] is my north.
And I will ride the lights [E] of the end.
[A] Until I'm buried in [Gb] my tomb.
[A] _ Solstice here, [Bb] and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning hush, [Bb] a cry to [A] the now-a-haught storm. _ _ _ _
_ Solstice, let [Bb] the [A] scantily trample away. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] Sun, your light, [Bb] our path to [D] the freedom [A] today. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ There is no clean, soft, and free in this sky.
The burdens now are grey. _
_ A shake of prominence is further. _
Now we are the demons' [Gb] prey. _
[A] _ Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning hush, a [Bb] cry to the now [A]-a-haught _ storm. _ _ _
The ghost of San _ [D] Rendejo [A] is now a miles and miles.
It's time I start a business called the Burning Angel Flies.
I won't forget the brighter _ times.
I'll not forget [D] my glory morn.
I won't recall [E] your post-sacred power.
Your touch [Bb] is worth the [A] dole.
Solstice [Bb] here, and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning [Bb] hush, a cry to the now [A]-a-haught _ storm. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
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A twangy horn will [D] bring my [A] friends.
An old and darkness [Db] is my north.
And I will ride the lights [E] of the end.
[A] Until I'm buried in [Gb] my tomb.
[A] _ Solstice here, [Bb] and by [A] the clouds of _ _ _ _ morn. _
[Gm] _ Mourning hush, [Bb] a cry to [A] the now-a-haught storm. _ _ _ _
_ Solstice, let [Bb] the [A] scantily trample away. _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] Sun, your light, [Bb] our path to [D] the freedom [A] today. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ [A] _
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