Chords for Sabaton - White Death
Tempo:
76.075 bpm
Chords used:
F
Eb
Gm
G
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [Eb] [F] [G] [Eb] [F]
[G] [Eb] [C] [G] [Eb] [F]
[D] [Gm] [Eb] [F] [G] [Eb] [F]
[Gm] [Eb] [F] [Gm] [Eb] [F]
[D] [G] Almost night, a crimson horizon,
Painting frozen like [Gm] bread.
That's the [Eb] roaring of those in the heat,
A [Bb] hunter is [F] hitching his blade.
[Gm] [Cm] A man with his gun,
[G] Warms us [Gm] into the wild.
[Gm] Let's you down, [Cm] you can't [Eb] hide,
[Bb] Once he is [F] onto your trail.
[Cm] Into the night, a blast from the [Bb] darkness,
White death is [Cm] heading your way.
[Cm] The field is closed, a hero at [D] home.
Hunger's willful by his gun.
[Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of night, [F] time to die.
[G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [Gm] white death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] [Gm] Off to the town, when [Cm] morning is broken,
Snowman's [Gm] white turns to red.
[G] London's road's out to an [Cm] ambulance [Eb] site,
A [Bb] fatal of a [F] sniper is born.
[G] Snowing mouth, hiding his breath,
He is steady in his hand.
[Gm] Night arrives, [G] target in [Eb] sight,
The [Bb] moment of [F] fire has come.
[Cm] Hundreds of kills, a man in his [Bb] rifle,
And bodiless, [Cm] he's in the weapons.
[Cm] Stay on the side, and cover your [D] head,
When he pokes the click of your bed.
[Gm] You're in the [Eb] sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to die.
[Eb] You're in the bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] [Gm] [G] [F]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Gm] [Cm]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Gm] [A]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Cm] [G]
[D] [Gm] [Eb] [F] [Eb] [F]
[G] [Eb] [C] [G] [Eb] [F]
[D] [Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to [Bb] die.
[F] [G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say [D] goodbye.
[Gm] You're in the sniper's sight,
[F] Sniper's sight,
Off [Gm] to the town, when morning is broken, [Eb] Say [Bb] goodbye.
[F] [Gm] [F] You're in the sniper's sight,
The first hit [Gm] of night.
[Eb] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [G] [F]
[F] [Gm] [G] [Eb]
[Bb] [F] [G]
[G] [Eb] [C] [G] [Eb] [F]
[D] [Gm] [Eb] [F] [G] [Eb] [F]
[Gm] [Eb] [F] [Gm] [Eb] [F]
[D] [G] Almost night, a crimson horizon,
Painting frozen like [Gm] bread.
That's the [Eb] roaring of those in the heat,
A [Bb] hunter is [F] hitching his blade.
[Gm] [Cm] A man with his gun,
[G] Warms us [Gm] into the wild.
[Gm] Let's you down, [Cm] you can't [Eb] hide,
[Bb] Once he is [F] onto your trail.
[Cm] Into the night, a blast from the [Bb] darkness,
White death is [Cm] heading your way.
[Cm] The field is closed, a hero at [D] home.
Hunger's willful by his gun.
[Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of night, [F] time to die.
[G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [Gm] white death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] [Gm] Off to the town, when [Cm] morning is broken,
Snowman's [Gm] white turns to red.
[G] London's road's out to an [Cm] ambulance [Eb] site,
A [Bb] fatal of a [F] sniper is born.
[G] Snowing mouth, hiding his breath,
He is steady in his hand.
[Gm] Night arrives, [G] target in [Eb] sight,
The [Bb] moment of [F] fire has come.
[Cm] Hundreds of kills, a man in his [Bb] rifle,
And bodiless, [Cm] he's in the weapons.
[Cm] Stay on the side, and cover your [D] head,
When he pokes the click of your bed.
[Gm] You're in the [Eb] sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to die.
[Eb] You're in the bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] [Gm] [G] [F]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Gm] [Cm]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Gm] [A]
[Gm] [Eb] [Bb]
[F] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Cm] [G]
[D] [Gm] [Eb] [F] [Eb] [F]
[G] [Eb] [C] [G] [Eb] [F]
[D] [Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to [Bb] die.
[F] [G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say [D] goodbye.
[Gm] You're in the sniper's sight,
[F] Sniper's sight,
Off [Gm] to the town, when morning is broken, [Eb] Say [Bb] goodbye.
[F] [Gm] [F] You're in the sniper's sight,
The first hit [Gm] of night.
[Eb] [Bb] [F] [Gm] [G] [F]
[F] [Gm] [G] [Eb]
[Bb] [F] [G]
Key:
F
Eb
Gm
G
Bb
F
Eb
Gm
_ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
_ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ _ [G] Almost night, a crimson horizon,
Painting frozen like [Gm] bread.
That's the [Eb] roaring of those in the heat,
A [Bb] hunter is [F] hitching his blade.
[Gm] _ [Cm] A man with his gun,
[G] Warms us [Gm] into the wild.
[Gm] Let's you down, [Cm] you can't [Eb] hide,
[Bb] Once he is [F] onto your trail.
[Cm] Into the night, a blast from the [Bb] darkness,
White death is [Cm] heading your way.
[Cm] The field is closed, a hero at [D] home.
Hunger's willful by his gun.
[Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of night, [F] time to die.
[G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [Gm] white death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] _ _ [Gm] Off to the town, when [Cm] morning is broken,
Snowman's [Gm] white turns to red.
[G] London's road's out to an [Cm] ambulance [Eb] site,
A [Bb] fatal of a [F] sniper is born.
[G] Snowing mouth, hiding his breath,
He is steady in his hand.
[Gm] Night arrives, [G] target in [Eb] sight,
The [Bb] moment of [F] fire has come.
[Cm] Hundreds of kills, a man in his [Bb] rifle,
And bodiless, [Cm] he's in the weapons.
[Cm] Stay on the side, and cover your [D] head,
When he pokes the click of your bed.
[Gm] You're in the [Eb] sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to die.
[Eb] You're in the bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ [Gm] _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ [Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to [Bb] die.
[F] [G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say [D] goodbye.
[Gm] You're in the sniper's sight,
[F] Sniper's sight,
Off _ [Gm] to the town, when morning is broken, [Eb] Say [Bb] goodbye.
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] You're in the sniper's sight,
The first hit [Gm] of night.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _
_ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ _ [G] Almost night, a crimson horizon,
Painting frozen like [Gm] bread.
That's the [Eb] roaring of those in the heat,
A [Bb] hunter is [F] hitching his blade.
[Gm] _ [Cm] A man with his gun,
[G] Warms us [Gm] into the wild.
[Gm] Let's you down, [Cm] you can't [Eb] hide,
[Bb] Once he is [F] onto your trail.
[Cm] Into the night, a blast from the [Bb] darkness,
White death is [Cm] heading your way.
[Cm] The field is closed, a hero at [D] home.
Hunger's willful by his gun.
[Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of night, [F] time to die.
[G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [Gm] white death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] _ _ [Gm] Off to the town, when [Cm] morning is broken,
Snowman's [Gm] white turns to red.
[G] London's road's out to an [Cm] ambulance [Eb] site,
A [Bb] fatal of a [F] sniper is born.
[G] Snowing mouth, hiding his breath,
He is steady in his hand.
[Gm] Night arrives, [G] target in [Eb] sight,
The [Bb] moment of [F] fire has come.
[Cm] Hundreds of kills, a man in his [Bb] rifle,
And bodiless, [Cm] he's in the weapons.
[Cm] Stay on the side, and cover your [D] head,
When he pokes the click of your bed.
[Gm] You're in the [Eb] sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to die.
[Eb] You're in the bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say goodbye.
[D] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _
[F] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ [Gm] _ _ [Eb] _ [F] _ [Eb] _ _ [F] _
_ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [C] _ [G] _ [Eb] _ [F] _
[D] _ [Eb] You're in the sniper's [F] sight,
The [Gm] first hit of [Eb] night, [F] time to [Bb] die.
[F] [G] You're in the [Eb] bullets [F] way,
The [G] white [Eb] death's play, [F] say [D] goodbye.
[Gm] You're in the sniper's sight,
[F] Sniper's sight,
Off _ [Gm] to the town, when morning is broken, [Eb] Say [Bb] goodbye.
[F] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [F] You're in the sniper's sight,
The first hit [Gm] of night.
_ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [F] _ _
_ [F] _ [Gm] _ _ _ [G] _ [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _