Chords for Heather Dale - The History of Ealdormere part 1
Tempo:
121.15 bpm
Chords used:
A
D
Am
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A]
[G]
[D]
[Am] First was the wolf and the wilds and the will and the rule [A] of the mid-drowned king.
Long [Am] was the night when the wolf pack was still [A] and they awaited for the gathering [D] spring.
Soft was the face of the deep hidden flower that bloomed in the whispering wood.
[D] Strong was the sight of the heavens red-eye [A] when the dawn was the scarlet of the blood.
Then came the ship to the ice-ridden shore that carried [D] the northern star.
[Am] Proud indeed was the banner they [A] bore that flew [D] from the uppermost spar.
Many a back built the citadel wall [A] that grew on the banks of the Meere.
[D] Loud was the sounding of destiny's call [A] for those with the wisdom to hear.
Up left the spark that ignited the reign [D] of Septentrius Flint and Steel.
[A] Deep were the secrets the Dwarf Smith could name and the [D] cauldron of gold could reveal.
Dear was their sister who guided the strails in the [A] lands of the Easterly Atoll.
[D] Steep were the banks of the River of Years when their [A] duty was finally done.
Strong is the pull of a name for your [D] home and a heritage all can share.
Old [Am] was the wisdom the bard had once shown who had founded the land of the Hare.
Thoughtful the moot and the future they saw [A] and the hope they agreed to declare.
[D] Bold in the pattern on history's loom [A] were the threats they were measuring there.
So spread the [Am] dream like a [A] hungering [D] flame over Eldemere's towns and fields.
[Am]
Fated were they who would [A] carry the name and the [D] weight of a champion's steel.
Thoughtful the symbols in copper and hide that [A] encircled their necks like a wreath.
[D] Great was their promise as Eldemere's pride [A] but their stewardship doomed me.
[A] A warlord arose in the far southern land that spoke of [D] a northern threat.
[A] Artless the fall of his iron-clad hand and the terms of their [D] servitude set.
Heavy the heart of the Conqueror's son [A] the Northerners knew as a friend.
[D] Dark were the skies with a gathering storm as he told them their freedom would end.
Then with the heat came the [A] summons to war and they followed the [D] warlord's son.
Proudly they shouldered the burdens they bore and the praise for the battles they won.
Silent the war cries and tongueless the bards as they [A] toiled in the sand and the mud.
[D]
Proudly their discipline spoke of the land [A] that whispered its name in their blood.
Still there were two who embodied the north champions [D] in all but name.
Low burned the embers of Eldemere's hearth the seeds of a slumbering flame.
Moved by her courage they fought for the Doe proudly [Am] they stood in her guard.
[D] Slow went that harvest and small was its yield and [Am] for many the winter was [A] hard.
Word from the south rode the heels of the spring [D] with news of a turning one.
[A] Many did wonder what summer would bring with a [D] Conqueror's dynasty done.
Solemn the dragon proclaimed in his court that [A] the law of the land should repents.
[D] That any who challenged the name of the north [A] would answer the steel of its prince.
And so was the title of Eldemere's lord [D] assumed by the southron king.
[A] Great was the voice of the wolves of the north [D] who were given the freedom to sing.
White were the blooms of the Trillium flower [A] they gathered and raised in their arms.
[D] Scarlet the bonfires that burned through the night that [A] were seen from the city's empire.
[D] [A]
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[D]
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[D] [A]
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[Am] First was the wolf and the wilds and the will and the rule [A] of the mid-drowned king.
Long [Am] was the night when the wolf pack was still [A] and they awaited for the gathering [D] spring.
Soft was the face of the deep hidden flower that bloomed in the whispering wood.
[D] Strong was the sight of the heavens red-eye [A] when the dawn was the scarlet of the blood.
Then came the ship to the ice-ridden shore that carried [D] the northern star.
[Am] Proud indeed was the banner they [A] bore that flew [D] from the uppermost spar.
Many a back built the citadel wall [A] that grew on the banks of the Meere.
[D] Loud was the sounding of destiny's call [A] for those with the wisdom to hear.
Up left the spark that ignited the reign [D] of Septentrius Flint and Steel.
[A] Deep were the secrets the Dwarf Smith could name and the [D] cauldron of gold could reveal.
Dear was their sister who guided the strails in the [A] lands of the Easterly Atoll.
[D] Steep were the banks of the River of Years when their [A] duty was finally done.
Strong is the pull of a name for your [D] home and a heritage all can share.
Old [Am] was the wisdom the bard had once shown who had founded the land of the Hare.
Thoughtful the moot and the future they saw [A] and the hope they agreed to declare.
[D] Bold in the pattern on history's loom [A] were the threats they were measuring there.
So spread the [Am] dream like a [A] hungering [D] flame over Eldemere's towns and fields.
[Am]
Fated were they who would [A] carry the name and the [D] weight of a champion's steel.
Thoughtful the symbols in copper and hide that [A] encircled their necks like a wreath.
[D] Great was their promise as Eldemere's pride [A] but their stewardship doomed me.
[A] A warlord arose in the far southern land that spoke of [D] a northern threat.
[A] Artless the fall of his iron-clad hand and the terms of their [D] servitude set.
Heavy the heart of the Conqueror's son [A] the Northerners knew as a friend.
[D] Dark were the skies with a gathering storm as he told them their freedom would end.
Then with the heat came the [A] summons to war and they followed the [D] warlord's son.
Proudly they shouldered the burdens they bore and the praise for the battles they won.
Silent the war cries and tongueless the bards as they [A] toiled in the sand and the mud.
[D]
Proudly their discipline spoke of the land [A] that whispered its name in their blood.
Still there were two who embodied the north champions [D] in all but name.
Low burned the embers of Eldemere's hearth the seeds of a slumbering flame.
Moved by her courage they fought for the Doe proudly [Am] they stood in her guard.
[D] Slow went that harvest and small was its yield and [Am] for many the winter was [A] hard.
Word from the south rode the heels of the spring [D] with news of a turning one.
[A] Many did wonder what summer would bring with a [D] Conqueror's dynasty done.
Solemn the dragon proclaimed in his court that [A] the law of the land should repents.
[D] That any who challenged the name of the north [A] would answer the steel of its prince.
And so was the title of Eldemere's lord [D] assumed by the southron king.
[A] Great was the voice of the wolves of the north [D] who were given the freedom to sing.
White were the blooms of the Trillium flower [A] they gathered and raised in their arms.
[D] Scarlet the bonfires that burned through the night that [A] were seen from the city's empire.
[D] [A]
[D]
[A]
[D]
[G] [D]
[A]
[G] [D]
[G]
[D] [A]
[N]
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ First was the wolf and the wilds and the will and the rule [A] of the mid-drowned king.
_ Long [Am] was the night when the wolf pack was still [A] and they awaited for the gathering [D] spring.
_ _ Soft was the face of the deep hidden flower that bloomed in the whispering wood.
[D] Strong was the sight of the heavens red-eye [A] when the dawn was the scarlet of the blood.
_ Then came the ship to the ice-ridden shore that carried [D] the northern star.
_ [Am] Proud indeed was the banner they [A] bore that flew [D] from the uppermost spar.
_ _ Many a back built the citadel wall [A] that grew on the banks of the Meere. _
_ [D] Loud was the sounding of destiny's call [A] for those with the wisdom to hear. _
Up left the spark that ignited the reign [D] of Septentrius Flint and Steel.
_ [A] Deep were the secrets the Dwarf Smith could name and the [D] cauldron of gold could reveal.
_ Dear was their sister who guided the strails in the [A] lands of the Easterly Atoll.
_ _ [D] Steep were the banks of the River of Years when their [A] duty was finally done. _ _
Strong is the pull of a name for your [D] home and a heritage all can share.
_ Old [Am] was the wisdom the bard had once shown who had founded the land of the Hare.
_ Thoughtful the moot and the future they saw [A] and the hope they agreed to declare.
_ [D] Bold in the pattern on _ history's loom [A] were the threats they were measuring there.
_ So spread the [Am] dream like a [A] hungering [D] flame over Eldemere's towns and fields.
[Am] _
Fated were they who would [A] carry the name and the [D] weight of a champion's steel.
_ Thoughtful the symbols in copper and hide that [A] encircled their necks like a wreath.
_ _ [D] Great was their promise as Eldemere's pride [A] but their stewardship doomed me.
_ _ [A] A warlord arose in the far southern land that spoke of [D] a northern threat. _ _
_ [A] Artless the fall of his iron-clad hand and the terms of their [D] servitude set. _ _
Heavy the heart of the Conqueror's son [A] the Northerners knew as a friend.
_ [D] Dark were the skies with a gathering storm as he told them their freedom would end.
_ Then with the heat came the [A] summons to war and they followed the [D] warlord's son.
_ _ Proudly they shouldered the burdens they bore and the praise for the battles they won. _
Silent the war cries and tongueless the bards as they [A] toiled in the sand and the mud.
_ _ _ [D]
Proudly their discipline spoke of the land [A] that whispered its name in their blood.
Still there were two who embodied the north champions [D] in all but name.
_ Low burned the embers of Eldemere's hearth the seeds of a slumbering flame.
_ Moved by her courage they fought for the Doe proudly [Am] they stood in her _ guard.
[D] Slow went that harvest and small was its yield and [Am] for many the winter was [A] hard.
_ _ Word from the south rode the heels of the spring [D] with news of a turning one.
_ [A] Many did wonder what summer would bring with a [D] Conqueror's dynasty done.
_ _ Solemn the dragon proclaimed in his court that [A] the law of the land should repents.
[D] That any who challenged the name of the north [A] would answer the steel of its prince.
And so was the title of Eldemere's lord [D] assumed by the southron king.
_ [A] Great was the voice of the wolves of the north [D] who were given the freedom to sing.
_ White were the blooms of the Trillium flower [A] they gathered and raised in their arms.
_ [D] Scarlet the bonfires that burned through the night that [A] were seen from the city's empire. _
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[Am] _ _ _ _ _ First was the wolf and the wilds and the will and the rule [A] of the mid-drowned king.
_ Long [Am] was the night when the wolf pack was still [A] and they awaited for the gathering [D] spring.
_ _ Soft was the face of the deep hidden flower that bloomed in the whispering wood.
[D] Strong was the sight of the heavens red-eye [A] when the dawn was the scarlet of the blood.
_ Then came the ship to the ice-ridden shore that carried [D] the northern star.
_ [Am] Proud indeed was the banner they [A] bore that flew [D] from the uppermost spar.
_ _ Many a back built the citadel wall [A] that grew on the banks of the Meere. _
_ [D] Loud was the sounding of destiny's call [A] for those with the wisdom to hear. _
Up left the spark that ignited the reign [D] of Septentrius Flint and Steel.
_ [A] Deep were the secrets the Dwarf Smith could name and the [D] cauldron of gold could reveal.
_ Dear was their sister who guided the strails in the [A] lands of the Easterly Atoll.
_ _ [D] Steep were the banks of the River of Years when their [A] duty was finally done. _ _
Strong is the pull of a name for your [D] home and a heritage all can share.
_ Old [Am] was the wisdom the bard had once shown who had founded the land of the Hare.
_ Thoughtful the moot and the future they saw [A] and the hope they agreed to declare.
_ [D] Bold in the pattern on _ history's loom [A] were the threats they were measuring there.
_ So spread the [Am] dream like a [A] hungering [D] flame over Eldemere's towns and fields.
[Am] _
Fated were they who would [A] carry the name and the [D] weight of a champion's steel.
_ Thoughtful the symbols in copper and hide that [A] encircled their necks like a wreath.
_ _ [D] Great was their promise as Eldemere's pride [A] but their stewardship doomed me.
_ _ [A] A warlord arose in the far southern land that spoke of [D] a northern threat. _ _
_ [A] Artless the fall of his iron-clad hand and the terms of their [D] servitude set. _ _
Heavy the heart of the Conqueror's son [A] the Northerners knew as a friend.
_ [D] Dark were the skies with a gathering storm as he told them their freedom would end.
_ Then with the heat came the [A] summons to war and they followed the [D] warlord's son.
_ _ Proudly they shouldered the burdens they bore and the praise for the battles they won. _
Silent the war cries and tongueless the bards as they [A] toiled in the sand and the mud.
_ _ _ [D]
Proudly their discipline spoke of the land [A] that whispered its name in their blood.
Still there were two who embodied the north champions [D] in all but name.
_ Low burned the embers of Eldemere's hearth the seeds of a slumbering flame.
_ Moved by her courage they fought for the Doe proudly [Am] they stood in her _ guard.
[D] Slow went that harvest and small was its yield and [Am] for many the winter was [A] hard.
_ _ Word from the south rode the heels of the spring [D] with news of a turning one.
_ [A] Many did wonder what summer would bring with a [D] Conqueror's dynasty done.
_ _ Solemn the dragon proclaimed in his court that [A] the law of the land should repents.
[D] That any who challenged the name of the north [A] would answer the steel of its prince.
And so was the title of Eldemere's lord [D] assumed by the southron king.
_ [A] Great was the voice of the wolves of the north [D] who were given the freedom to sing.
_ White were the blooms of the Trillium flower [A] they gathered and raised in their arms.
_ [D] Scarlet the bonfires that burned through the night that [A] were seen from the city's empire. _
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