Chords for Aviators - Angel of the Dark (Dark Souls Song | Fantasy Rock)

_ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _ [C#] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [G#] Snow _ _
[G#m]-capped skies, _ [C#] spinning by while cities [E] perish in the reaches of the [C#] deep. _ _ _
[G#m] Bloodlines fought, [C#] lusted all the pain of [E] severing the bond we had [C#] as three. _ _ _
[E] The river sank among the [C#] wind and, until the teeth of foes were [C#m] spot.
I have a holy cult to listen, [D#m] be an angel of the [E] dark.
So I'll pray for death [C#] to you, with my golden weary [C#m] hands.
You'll arise before the ashes, [D#m] for the riot beats [E] again.
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ [D#] _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[G#m] Close your eyes, [C#] I must die and I [E] will weep your rivered spirit to [C#] survive. _ _ _
[G#m] Let us rest, [F#] never test the [E] darkness, keeping our own winter dream [C#] alive. _ _ _
[E] The river sank among [C#] the wind and, until the teeth of foes [C#m] were spot.
I have a holy cult to listen, [D#m] be an angel of [E] the dark.
So I'll pray for death [C#] to you, with my golden weary [C#m] hands.
You'll arise before the ashes, [D#m] for the riot beats [E] again.
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[G#] A world chosen by [E] a silent tribal [D] and without [F#] the purging fire,
[C#] Fade to black like your desire.
[G#] _ You've come too [E] far, _ unkindled [D] like I was before [D] I saw the [C#] answer to a rotting hollow cancer.
[E] _ Now you have seen the [C#m] powers and which, that will be gracious [F#] be.
I'll put the tales of ash [G#] before you, [G#m] the darkest legends that [E] they speak.
You can rest in hell [C#m] to reason, take the whispers to [F#] the heart.
Forget this cold and black [G#] consumption, forget this angel of God.
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[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[E] _ The river sank among [C#] the wind and, until the teeth of [C#m] foes were spot.
I have a holy cult to listen, be an angel [E] of the dark.
So I'll pray for [C#] death to you, with my golden [C#m] weary hands.
You'll arise before the ashes, [D#m] for the riot [E] beats again.
_ _ [C#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ [C#m] _ _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
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[G#] _ _ [G#m] _ _ [G#] _ _ _ _