Chords for Dark Fortress - Lloigor

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[D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _
[D] _ _ [F#] _ [F#m] _ _ _ [D#] _ _
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My [D] _ name is my vessel, [E] your angels my horse.
[D] Your name in my soul, your body [E] my moon. _
I [D#] see your face, I see your soul.
I see your cancer, your [F#] thirst is my delight.
I [G] see you, you [F#] see. _
_ [D#] A thousand young, stripped from [F#] the sky to feed.
[Gm] We, spent [F#] the seas.
_ [D#] The heavens have annoyed, God [D] come to [F#] release.
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ I come [G] to praise.
_ [Gm] _ _ [A] _ _ [Gm] _ _
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_ _ [A] My flesh is your poison, [E] my strength your blood.
[D] My past your disease, your past. _
_ _ Your fear is my answer, your past has crashed.
_ Your tremor this week, your terror [G] fun grow.
_ _ [D#] _ I cry loud, [F#] _
as your blood.
[G] I'll sing, _ [F#] to receive.
_ [D#] A thousand young, stripped [F#] from the sky to _ [Gm] leave.
We, _ [F#] spent the seas.
_ [D#] The heavens have annoyed, [D] God [F#] come to release.
[A#] _ [G] I _ [A] _ [G] _
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_ _ [Gm] _ see that you're [F#] failing, your peace is my [F] foe.
[Dm] Your [E] oblivion, _
_ _ [Gm] my gates, there's no [F#] welcome.
I'm here, my soul, my [F] _ [Dm] shadow, _ [E] compels you.
[G] My coming, _ _ _ _
[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ to [A] _ _ [D] release. _
_ [E] _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Fm] _ [E] _
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[F#m] I see, a [D#] thousand young, stripped from [F#] the sky to feed.
[Gm] We, _ spent [F#] the seas.
_ [D#] The heavens have annoyed, [D] God come [F#] to release.
_ [G] Miraculous hour and hour, of love the spirit born.
The darks have turned, uncoloured, ice aglow, on boiling spot.
Into the sour nether, the pain creeps back by breath.
Radiant whispers, spread like nether, smallest whisper, quiet and dead.
[Gm] Let me rise, last [G] one to live, in the end of.
_ Let me rise, _ _ _ _ _ let me rise, last one _ _ to live, in the end of.
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