Chords for Sabaton - Talvisota (lyrics) HD
Tempo:
122.4 bpm
Chords used:
G
Am
E
Dm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] [Dm] [C] Rites of [E] Nature, Rites!
[Am] [Dm] [Am]
[G] [E]
[Am]
[G] [F] [E]
[Am] Rushes on the rounds, to ruin,
Claiming for the certain [G] doings,
And showing an army to [Dm] the west.
[C] [G] [Am] Listering round, were chosen,
Snow was beaten, hell were frozen,
[G] Star was eager to [Dm] invade.
[B] [G] With thoughts of [Dm] the might he possessed,
[F] And not of his foe,
[E]
Rage [F] of [E] Winter, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
Strike [G] where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm] [G] we was aligned.
[E] [Am]
[Dm] [Am] [G]
[E] [Am]
[G]
[F] [E] [Am]
The fleet is called, invasions wept,
And all the conquered [G] nations watched,
And I confused with great [Dm] resolve.
[C]
[G] [Am] Scythe of Dungrazine,
In snowfall, forces soon retreat,
Henry [G] called by the Russian rule,
And there [Dm] the [B] manned.
[G] With no gods [Dm] of cocktailing had,
[F] No fear of the tides,
[E] Yet [F] for [E] glory, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [G] we was aligned.
[E] [Am] [Dm]
[C] A [G] [Am] [Dm]
[C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[G] [E] [Am]
[G] [E]
[C] [G] [Am]
[G] [E]
[C] [E] [G]
slice [Dm] of a knife,
A brew of rose,
[F] A flutter to eyes,
[E] Howl [F] this [E] soul [Am] time.
Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm]
we was [G] aligned.
[Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[Dm]
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Rites!
Howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm]
we [G] was aligned.
[E] [Am] [Dm] [Am]
[G] [E]
[Am]
[G] [F] [E]
[Am] [N]
[Am] [Dm] [Am]
[G] [E]
[Am]
[G] [F] [E]
[Am] Rushes on the rounds, to ruin,
Claiming for the certain [G] doings,
And showing an army to [Dm] the west.
[C] [G] [Am] Listering round, were chosen,
Snow was beaten, hell were frozen,
[G] Star was eager to [Dm] invade.
[B] [G] With thoughts of [Dm] the might he possessed,
[F] And not of his foe,
[E]
Rage [F] of [E] Winter, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
Strike [G] where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm] [G] we was aligned.
[E] [Am]
[Dm] [Am] [G]
[E] [Am]
[G]
[F] [E] [Am]
The fleet is called, invasions wept,
And all the conquered [G] nations watched,
And I confused with great [Dm] resolve.
[C]
[G] [Am] Scythe of Dungrazine,
In snowfall, forces soon retreat,
Henry [G] called by the Russian rule,
And there [Dm] the [B] manned.
[G] With no gods [Dm] of cocktailing had,
[F] No fear of the tides,
[E] Yet [F] for [E] glory, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [G] we was aligned.
[E] [Am] [Dm]
[C] A [G] [Am] [Dm]
[C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[G] [E] [Am]
[G] [E]
[C] [G] [Am]
[G] [E]
[C] [E] [G]
slice [Dm] of a knife,
A brew of rose,
[F] A flutter to eyes,
[E] Howl [F] this [E] soul [Am] time.
Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Life, howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm]
we was [G] aligned.
[Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[Dm]
[G] Strike where it hurts.
[Am] Rites!
Howls your crown,
Winter war, [Dm]
we [G] was aligned.
[E] [Am] [Dm] [Am]
[G] [E]
[Am]
[G] [F] [E]
[Am] [N]
Key:
G
Am
E
Dm
F
G
Am
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Am] _ [Dm] [C] Rites of [E] Nature, _ _ Rites!
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ _ Rushes on the rounds, to ruin,
Claiming for the certain [G] doings,
And showing an army to [Dm] the west.
[C] _ [G] _ [Am] Listering round, were chosen,
Snow was beaten, hell were frozen,
[G] Star was eager to [Dm] invade.
_ [B] _ _ [G] _ With thoughts of [Dm] the might he possessed,
[F] And not of his foe,
[E]
Rage [F] of [E] Winter, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
Strike [G] where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Life, howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm] [G] we was aligned.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _
The fleet is called, invasions wept,
And all the conquered [G] nations watched,
And I confused with great [Dm] resolve.
[C] _
[G] [Am] Scythe of Dungrazine,
In snowfall, forces soon retreat,
Henry [G] called by the Russian rule,
And there [Dm] the [B] manned.
_ [G] _ With no gods [Dm] of cocktailing had,
[F] No fear of the tides,
[E] Yet [F] for [E] glory, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, _ all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts. _
_ [Am] Life, howls your crown, _
Winter war, [G] we was aligned. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
[C] A _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
slice [Dm] of a knife,
A brew of rose,
[F] A flutter to eyes,
[E] Howl [F] this [E] soul [Am] time.
Rites!
Nations cried, _ all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Life, howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm]
we was [G] aligned.
_ _ [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[Dm]
[G] Strike where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Rites!
Howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm]
we [G] was aligned.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
[Am] _ [Dm] [C] Rites of [E] Nature, _ _ Rites!
[Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ _ Rushes on the rounds, to ruin,
Claiming for the certain [G] doings,
And showing an army to [Dm] the west.
[C] _ [G] _ [Am] Listering round, were chosen,
Snow was beaten, hell were frozen,
[G] Star was eager to [Dm] invade.
_ [B] _ _ [G] _ With thoughts of [Dm] the might he possessed,
[F] And not of his foe,
[E]
Rage [F] of [E] Winter, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
Strike [G] where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Life, howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm] [G] we was aligned.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Am] _ [G] _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _
The fleet is called, invasions wept,
And all the conquered [G] nations watched,
And I confused with great [Dm] resolve.
[C] _
[G] [Am] Scythe of Dungrazine,
In snowfall, forces soon retreat,
Henry [G] called by the Russian rule,
And there [Dm] the [B] manned.
_ [G] _ With no gods [Dm] of cocktailing had,
[F] No fear of the tides,
[E] Yet [F] for [E] glory, [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, _ all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts. _
_ [Am] Life, howls your crown, _
Winter war, [G] we was aligned. _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
[C] A _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Dm] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Em] _
_ [G] _ _ [E] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [Am] _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ [E] _ _ [G] _ _
slice [Dm] of a knife,
A brew of rose,
[F] A flutter to eyes,
[E] Howl [F] this [E] soul [Am] time.
Rites!
Nations cried, _ all was yours,
[G] Strike where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Life, howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm]
we was [G] aligned.
_ _ [Am] Rites!
Nations cried, all was yours,
[Dm]
[G] Strike where it hurts.
_ _ [Am] Rites!
Howls your crown,
_ Winter war, [Dm]
we [G] was aligned.
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Am] _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [E] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _