Chords for Evile - Thrasher

Tempo:
107.3 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

A

Ab

E

Abm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Evile - Thrasher chords
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[E]
[Eb]
He [Ebm] [E]
[Eb]
[Eb]
[E]
[Ab] just laughs upon his place for another night about the news.
[Abm] Maybe he acts in leather and black, maybe unwilling for being [Ab] attacked.
He'll say he had bloody pain, and while the round is breaking loose,
face of light, cause of space, the circle will [A] destroy this place.
[Eb]
[A] Make a dreaded rush, [A] chopper to a [Eb]
pass,
kicking [A] ass in the bush, [Eb] break, bump her head,
[Gb] bow down, [Eb] throw dirt for action.
[Abm] He's got a gun, he's got a gun, he's got a gun.
[Ab] He's got the stage, a thousand reeds, a flash of small old [Am] fire,
[Ab] he'll stretch across the floor, bang your head, make it soar.
There's little madness, he's [Abm] lost the stage, in the pit, in a [Am] crowd of age.
The [Ab] bell commenced, a stage for the weak, a threshing stream down now from [B] bleach.
[Eb] [A] Make [Gb] a dreaded rush, [A] chopper to a pass,
[Eb] [A] [Db] kicking ass in [Eb] the bush, break, [A] bump her head,
bow down, throw dirt [Bb] for action.
[E] [Bb] [E]
[Bb]
[Bm]
[Ab] [Eb]
[D] [Db]
[Ab] [Eb]
[D] [Db]
[E] [A] [Eb]
[A]
Key:  
Eb
12341116
A
1231
Ab
134211114
E
2311
Abm
123111114
Eb
12341116
A
1231
Ab
134211114
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_ _ _ _ _ _ He _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [Ab] just laughs upon his place for another night about the news.
[Abm] Maybe he acts in leather and black, maybe unwilling for being [Ab] attacked.
He'll say he had bloody pain, and while the round is breaking loose,
face of light, cause of space, the circle will [A] destroy this place.
[Eb] _
_ _ [A] _ Make a dreaded rush, _ _ [A] _ _ chopper to a [Eb] _
_ _ _ pass,
kicking [A] ass in the bush, [Eb] break, bump her head,
[Gb] bow down, [Eb] throw dirt for action.
_ _ [Abm] He's got a gun, he's got a gun, _ _ _ _ he's got a gun.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] He's got the stage, a thousand reeds, a flash of small old [Am] fire,
[Ab] he'll stretch across the floor, bang your head, make it soar.
There's little madness, he's [Abm] lost the stage, in the pit, in a [Am] crowd of age.
The [Ab] bell commenced, a stage for the weak, a threshing stream down now from [B] bleach. _
[Eb] _ _ [A] _ Make [Gb] a dreaded rush, _ _ _ [A] _ chopper to a pass,
[Eb] _ _ [A] _ _ [Db] kicking ass in [Eb] the bush, break, [A] bump her head,
bow down, throw dirt [Bb] for action.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
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_ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [Eb] _
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