Chords for The Last Flood - Die Krupps
Tempo:
80.3 bpm
Chords used:
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E
F
A
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[E]
[D] [E]
[D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[Dm] [E] [D]
[Dm] [E] [D]
[F] [E] [Dm]
[E] [D]
[E] [D]
[F]
[E] [D]
[F]
[E] [D]
[E]
[D]
[D] [E]
[F] [E]
[D] [F] [E]
[D] [E]
[A] [D]
I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the [A] path of the saint.
[D] I've gone through my crisis, [A] the fall of the saints.
[D] I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, and I'm waiting, waiting.
The papers are bent, the pens are all up in my eyes.
I've seen the most wild things in the streets.
Once I've turned off the light, and I'm waiting, waiting.
Waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance is [D] in the rain.
And I'm waiting.
[E]
My chance is in the rain.
[D]
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D]
[E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] For the next wave.
[D]
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D]
[E] For the next [D] wave.
[E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] And I'm waiting.
[E] I can't see the [D] sky, [E] [D] pouring [E] red rain.
It's pouring [D] blood.
[E] It's damn snowing [D] blood.
It's blood.
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] Blood.
[D]
I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the path of the saint.
I've gone through my crisis, the fall of the saints.
I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, waiting, waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance [D] is in the rain.
And I'm waiting.
[E] For the next [A] wave.
[D] [E]
And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] [D] [E]
And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] [E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[D] [E]
[D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[Dm] [E] [D]
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[F] [E] [Dm]
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[F]
[E] [D]
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[E] [D]
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[D]
[D] [E]
[F] [E]
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[D] [E]
[A] [D]
I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the [A] path of the saint.
[D] I've gone through my crisis, [A] the fall of the saints.
[D] I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, and I'm waiting, waiting.
The papers are bent, the pens are all up in my eyes.
I've seen the most wild things in the streets.
Once I've turned off the light, and I'm waiting, waiting.
Waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance is [D] in the rain.
And I'm waiting.
[E]
My chance is in the rain.
[D]
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D]
[E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] For the next wave.
[D]
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D]
[E] For the next [D] wave.
[E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] And I'm waiting.
[E] I can't see the [D] sky, [E] [D] pouring [E] red rain.
It's pouring [D] blood.
[E] It's damn snowing [D] blood.
It's blood.
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] Blood.
[D]
I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the path of the saint.
I've gone through my crisis, the fall of the saints.
I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, waiting, waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance [D] is in the rain.
And I'm waiting.
[E] For the next [A] wave.
[D] [E]
And I'm waiting.
[D] [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] [D] [E]
And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] [E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
[E] [D] [E]
[D] [E] [D]
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_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the [A] path of the saint.
[D] I've gone through my crisis, [A] the fall of the saints.
[D] I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, _ _ _ _ _ and I'm waiting, waiting. _
_ _ _ _ The papers are bent, the pens are all up in my _ _ eyes.
I've seen the most wild things in the streets.
Once I've turned off the light, and I'm waiting, waiting. _
Waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance is [D] in the rain. _
And I'm waiting.
_ _ _ [E] _
_ My chance is in the rain.
[D] _ _
_ _ [E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _
[E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _ [E] For the next wave.
[D] _
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _ [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _
[E] For the next [D] wave. _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
[D] And I'm waiting.
[E] I can't see the [D] sky, _ [E] _ _ [D] pouring [E] red rain.
It's pouring [D] blood.
_ [E] It's damn snowing [D] blood.
It's blood.
[E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [E] Blood.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the path of the saint.
I've gone through my crisis, the fall of the saints.
I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, waiting, _ waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
_ My chance [D] is in the rain.
_ _ And I'm waiting. _ _
_ [E] _ _ For the next [A] wave.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [E]
And I'm waiting.
[D] _ _ [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
_ [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] _ _ [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E]
And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
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_ _ I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the [A] path of the saint.
[D] I've gone through my crisis, [A] the fall of the saints.
[D] I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, _ _ _ _ _ and I'm waiting, waiting. _
_ _ _ _ The papers are bent, the pens are all up in my _ _ eyes.
I've seen the most wild things in the streets.
Once I've turned off the light, and I'm waiting, waiting. _
Waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
My chance is [D] in the rain. _
And I'm waiting.
_ _ _ [E] _
_ My chance is in the rain.
[D] _ _
_ _ [E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _
[E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _ [E] For the next wave.
[D] _
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _ [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
[E] And I'm waiting.
[D] _
[E] For the next [D] wave. _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
[D] And I'm waiting.
[E] I can't see the [D] sky, _ [E] _ _ [D] pouring [E] red rain.
It's pouring [D] blood.
_ [E] It's damn snowing [D] blood.
It's blood.
[E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ [D] _ _ [E] _ _ [D] _
_ [E] Blood.
[D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ I'm on the train to the city of pain, staring so bright on the path of the saint.
I've gone through my crisis, the fall of the saints.
I've drowned my fears in the tears of the spring.
And I'm waiting, waiting, _ waiting to be made.
And [E] I'm waiting.
_ My chance [D] is in the rain.
_ _ And I'm waiting. _ _
_ [E] _ _ For the next [A] wave.
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [E]
And I'm waiting.
[D] _ _ [E] Waiting to be [D] made.
_ [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
[D] _ _ [E] And I'm [D] waiting.
_ [E] _ _ [D] _ _ [E]
And I'm [D] waiting.
[E] For the next wave.
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