Chords for Yankee Doodles 15 - Terminus Est
Tempo:
93.05 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
B
Em
A
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] [A]
[Bm] [Em]
[F#] [Bm] [A]
[B] The [Bm] shadow [B] hovers o'er us old [Em] and [Bm] long, its power full of gin [G] and vows.
[D] [Bm] Tradition slithers round us [Em] like serpents coils, it's bound us, bound [A] us to the shadow
of the [F#] torturer's mast.
[B] An ancient place, the one I have and hold, [Bm] an ancient lesson I [G] do
[A] [B] learn.
Our [Bm] job to slay the people, [Em] our fate to do the [Bm] evil pity, [A] the poor prisoners may
the [Bm] torturers burn.
[Em]
[Bm] [A]
[F#] [B] We must [Bm] not sway beneath [B] our heinous [E] words, [Bm] compassion is the [G] greatest
[A] crime.
[B] I take one life in [Em] kindness, they damn me for [Bm] my blindness and I'll bear [A] that stigma
till the end [F#] of my time.
[B]
Her memories haunt me when I'm most in need, her memories haunt
[Em] me when I'm most alone.
[Bm] No longer can I [G] see the right.
[B] Unwilling penance [E] claws me, conciliation
[Bm] draws me into [A] my grim future, into earth's [Bm] blackest night.
[F#m] The sword of this sed [F#] Lictor
of uncounted [Bm] deaths can tell, [F#m] her blade [Em] marks the division [F#] between living death and [E] hell.
[Em] [B]
[F#] [Bm] [A]
[F#] [B] So [Bm] as I journey [B] toward a hated [Em] [Bm] post, despair is in [G] her [A] finest start.
[B] Upon God's path must
I [Em] tread, my fate to make and [Bm] raise dead wielding like a sword an [Em] old and earth [F#]-saving power.
[B] If [Bm] I but knew the use of what [Em] I've learned, some hope might [G] override my strength.
I'm
not [A] sure I [Bm] can die.
Can death be so [Em] appalling?
Humanity is calling me [A] to be their savior
at the risk [Bm] of my life, while I [A] must sow the death [Em] from which a new sun [F#] must [B] arise.
[G] [Bm] [B] [A#]
[Bm] [Em]
[F#] [Bm] [A]
[B] The [Bm] shadow [B] hovers o'er us old [Em] and [Bm] long, its power full of gin [G] and vows.
[D] [Bm] Tradition slithers round us [Em] like serpents coils, it's bound us, bound [A] us to the shadow
of the [F#] torturer's mast.
[B] An ancient place, the one I have and hold, [Bm] an ancient lesson I [G] do
[A] [B] learn.
Our [Bm] job to slay the people, [Em] our fate to do the [Bm] evil pity, [A] the poor prisoners may
the [Bm] torturers burn.
[Em]
[Bm] [A]
[F#] [B] We must [Bm] not sway beneath [B] our heinous [E] words, [Bm] compassion is the [G] greatest
[A] crime.
[B] I take one life in [Em] kindness, they damn me for [Bm] my blindness and I'll bear [A] that stigma
till the end [F#] of my time.
[B]
Her memories haunt me when I'm most in need, her memories haunt
[Em] me when I'm most alone.
[Bm] No longer can I [G] see the right.
[B] Unwilling penance [E] claws me, conciliation
[Bm] draws me into [A] my grim future, into earth's [Bm] blackest night.
[F#m] The sword of this sed [F#] Lictor
of uncounted [Bm] deaths can tell, [F#m] her blade [Em] marks the division [F#] between living death and [E] hell.
[Em] [B]
[F#] [Bm] [A]
[F#] [B] So [Bm] as I journey [B] toward a hated [Em] [Bm] post, despair is in [G] her [A] finest start.
[B] Upon God's path must
I [Em] tread, my fate to make and [Bm] raise dead wielding like a sword an [Em] old and earth [F#]-saving power.
[B] If [Bm] I but knew the use of what [Em] I've learned, some hope might [G] override my strength.
I'm
not [A] sure I [Bm] can die.
Can death be so [Em] appalling?
Humanity is calling me [A] to be their savior
at the risk [Bm] of my life, while I [A] must sow the death [Em] from which a new sun [F#] must [B] arise.
[G] [Bm] [B] [A#]
Key:
Bm
B
Em
A
F#
Bm
B
Em
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] The [Bm] shadow [B] hovers o'er us old [Em] and [Bm] long, its power full of gin [G] and vows.
_ [D] _ _ [Bm] Tradition slithers round us [Em] like serpents coils, it's bound us, bound [A] us to the shadow
of the [F#] torturer's _ _ _ mast.
_ [B] An ancient place, the one I have and hold, [Bm] an ancient lesson I [G] do _
[A] _ [B] learn.
Our [Bm] job to slay the people, [Em] our fate to do the [Bm] evil pity, [A] the poor prisoners may
the [Bm] torturers burn.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [B] We must [Bm] not sway beneath [B] our heinous [E] words, [Bm] _ compassion is the [G] greatest
[A] crime.
_ [B] I take one life in [Em] kindness, they damn me for [Bm] my blindness and I'll bear [A] that stigma
till the end [F#] of my _ time.
_ [B] _
Her memories haunt me when I'm most in need, her memories haunt
[Em] me when I'm most alone. _
[Bm] No longer can I [G] see the _ right.
[B] _ Unwilling penance [E] claws me, conciliation
[Bm] draws me into [A] my grim future, into earth's [Bm] blackest night.
[F#m] The sword of this sed [F#] Lictor
of uncounted [Bm] deaths can tell, [F#m] her blade [Em] marks the division [F#] between living death and [E] hell.
_ [Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] So [Bm] as I journey [B] toward a hated [Em] _ [Bm] post, despair is in [G] her [A] finest start.
[B] Upon God's path must
I [Em] tread, my fate to make and [Bm] raise dead wielding like a sword an [Em] old and earth [F#]-saving power.
_ _ [B] _ If [Bm] I but knew the use of what [Em] I've learned, some hope might [G] override my strength.
I'm
not [A] sure I _ [Bm] can die.
Can death be so [Em] appalling?
_ Humanity is calling me [A] to be their savior
at the risk [Bm] of my life, while I [A] must sow the death [Em] from which a new sun [F#] must [B] arise.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] The [Bm] shadow [B] hovers o'er us old [Em] and [Bm] long, its power full of gin [G] and vows.
_ [D] _ _ [Bm] Tradition slithers round us [Em] like serpents coils, it's bound us, bound [A] us to the shadow
of the [F#] torturer's _ _ _ mast.
_ [B] An ancient place, the one I have and hold, [Bm] an ancient lesson I [G] do _
[A] _ [B] learn.
Our [Bm] job to slay the people, [Em] our fate to do the [Bm] evil pity, [A] the poor prisoners may
the [Bm] torturers burn.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ [B] We must [Bm] not sway beneath [B] our heinous [E] words, [Bm] _ compassion is the [G] greatest
[A] crime.
_ [B] I take one life in [Em] kindness, they damn me for [Bm] my blindness and I'll bear [A] that stigma
till the end [F#] of my _ time.
_ [B] _
Her memories haunt me when I'm most in need, her memories haunt
[Em] me when I'm most alone. _
[Bm] No longer can I [G] see the _ right.
[B] _ Unwilling penance [E] claws me, conciliation
[Bm] draws me into [A] my grim future, into earth's [Bm] blackest night.
[F#m] The sword of this sed [F#] Lictor
of uncounted [Bm] deaths can tell, [F#m] her blade [Em] marks the division [F#] between living death and [E] hell.
_ [Em] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [B] So [Bm] as I journey [B] toward a hated [Em] _ [Bm] post, despair is in [G] her [A] finest start.
[B] Upon God's path must
I [Em] tread, my fate to make and [Bm] raise dead wielding like a sword an [Em] old and earth [F#]-saving power.
_ _ [B] _ If [Bm] I but knew the use of what [Em] I've learned, some hope might [G] override my strength.
I'm
not [A] sure I _ [Bm] can die.
Can death be so [Em] appalling?
_ Humanity is calling me [A] to be their savior
at the risk [Bm] of my life, while I [A] must sow the death [Em] from which a new sun [F#] must [B] arise.
_ _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _