Chords for Griffin-Celtic Moon

_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] I _ [D] want _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _
to leave no [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
stand up to [D] be counted.
[A] Sing it for [Bm] suicide. _
Show the [D] strength to number.
[A] When I'm in a [Bm] mess with fear.
Another calendar year.
_ [D] Let's start with the [Bm] scabbards.
Sing it, take the stones.
[D] Sound the wars [A] gone [Bm] _
_ [D] _ bad.
[D] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
Don't draw [D] near.
[A] So the hill [Bm] of pie. _
Echo [D] sounds of echo air.
[A] The horses in [Bm] the sky.
I foresee [D] the bloodshed.
[A] That a people [Bm] will enjoy.
I choose not a [D] way of finding [A] home.
I choose the death [Bm] that I knew.
Another calendar year.
[D] Another [Bm] starless sky.
Sing it, take the stones.
[D] Sound the wars gone [Bm] bad.
[D] Sound the wars gone [Bm] bad.
[D] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
_ [D] Feel _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
the cry of [D] battle.
[A] It's raging deep [Bm] in me.
We already [D] lit the finest fire.
[A] Set our people [Bm] free.
Take from your flag [D] the glory.
[A] _ _ [Bm] We're marching in [D] new battle.
[A] With our horses [Bm] flaming bright.
[D] Another calendar [Bm] year.
Another [Bm] starless sky.
[D] Sing it, take the [Bm] stones.
Sound the wars gone _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] bad.
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _