Chords for IGNEA — Halves Rupture (Live at BSMF 2017)

Tempo:
119.8 bpm
Chords used:

A

Bb

D

G

Gm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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IGNEA — Halves Rupture (Live at BSMF 2017) chords
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[A]
[D] [A]
[A]
Now we are Muslim-ized, are we?
Souls [F] dismayed, their [D] mouths and mouths [A] are bored.
[G] We are Muslim-ized, are we?
Moving [Bb] conscious lives [D] are the
[A] narrowest doors.
Our most Muslim-awakened earth is now the bosom of yoke.
We stand for some of his best life, the burning hate of the lot.
Our most broken, the brighter sides of the sun is like your own creator.
Our warfare grows from the sweet dreams of war, your conscious, [B] where the heaven [A] dawns.
Souls [Bb] dismayed, their [Dm] mouths and mouths [A] are bored.
[Gm] Moving [Bb] conscious lives [D] are the
[A] narrowest doors.
[Gb]
[A]
[Bb] [A]
[Gm] [Bb] [D]
[A]
[Bb]
[A]
[Gm] [Bb]
[A]
Our title born [B] will be high for wear, [A] and on the toppers is my door.
An MRI will rise from the ass until the very foot falls on.
Souls dismayed, [Bb] their mouths [D] and mouths [A] are bored.
[G] Moving conscious [Bb] lives are [D] the
[A] narrowest doors.
Stop this [Bb] madness, get [D] out of our [A] way.
[G] Stop the lies [Bb] that cause you [Dm] the freedom [A] to be.
[Em]
[Am] [Eb] [Eb]
Key:  
A
1231
Bb
12341111
D
1321
G
2131
Gm
123111113
A
1231
Bb
12341111
D
1321
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_ _ _ _ _ Now _ _ we are _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Muslim-ized, are we? _
_ Souls [F] dismayed, their [D] mouths and mouths [A] are _ _ _ _ bored.
[G] We are Muslim-ized, are we?
Moving [Bb] conscious lives [D] are the _
[A] narrowest _ doors. _ _
Our most Muslim-awakened _ earth is now the bosom of yoke.
We stand for some of his best life, the burning hate of the lot. _ _
Our most broken, the brighter sides of the sun is like your own creator.
Our warfare grows from the sweet dreams of war, your conscious, [B] where the heaven [A] dawns.
Souls [Bb] dismayed, their [Dm] mouths and mouths [A] are _ _ _ bored. _ _
[Gm] _ Moving [Bb] conscious lives [D] are the _
[A] narrowest doors. _ _ _ _
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Our title born [B] will be high for wear, [A] and on the toppers is my door.
An MRI will rise from the ass until the very foot falls on.
Souls dismayed, [Bb] their mouths [D] and mouths [A] are _ _ _ bored. _ _
[G] _ Moving conscious [Bb] lives are [D] the _
[A] narrowest doors. _ _ _ _
Stop this [Bb] madness, get [D] out of our [A] way. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] Stop the lies [Bb] that cause you [Dm] the freedom [A] to be. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Am] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _

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