Chords for Rylanor's Last Stand - Original Song - ft. George Hoctor & Cpl. Corgi

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_ _ [A] Amidst the desolate _ soil, _ [Am] we heard the _ [A] repeating _ cries of a _ fragment of _ [Em] metal.
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So true to Magnus' _ _ _ orders, I take my _ _ company's reins onto [A] the surface we [Em] settle.
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As _ we branch out and explore [A] _ the [Am] _ _ wreckage, [A] we _ uncover a _ _ terminal's long lost _ [Am] message. _
A message of the _ past, _ and of _ beautiful _ cities.
So what [Am] has occurred here?
What _ are we [E] missing?
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There is something wrong here, there is something hidden.
[A#] With every second growing closer, I'm feeling in [Am]
me.
My mind shudders, what is my heart race?
A psychic scream like a crushing [F]
weight, resounding in every corner [A] of the _ world.
The _ age [Am] awaits.
_ Enwrapped in grief and beset by pain, it finds its time, all it does [F] is wait.
We shoulder the hardship now and [A] we endure, until its source we'll trace.
The sight before my eyes is stark, a dreadnought here bearing the [F] ember of children's muck.
_ Unexpectedly an [G] interjected point it dots, awake once more, energy [A] arcs.
Across its words now, demanding to know, are we standing here gathered as friend [F] or foe?
Its shattered form yet still poses a threat [D] to us all, it shall not be _ deceived.
I _ _ speak in apt tunes [Am] and [G] unembodied alarm.
I see through your words and I am not [F]
disarmed.
We have learned from him to hold to truth [G] with every breath.
The [B] wrong word here may [A] mean death.
Even yours may be twisted [Am] and turned [G] into advice.
There is change in here with every praise [F] now it beckons.
I know the name of he who has [G] me in his sights.
I am he [Bm] who remembers the ancient [A] of rites.
All in [Am] once the pieces come [G]
together in my mind.
This [F] way for this plan three.
_ And we [G] are here upon its corpse [Bm] on the grave that was left behind.
[A] _ Won't you convince [Am] yourself [G] I am a remnant singing, saving?
This was [F] not a cry _ _ _ for_
This is [G] the law I plead [D] to invite something in, [Am] in a _ slaying. _ _ _ _ _
Was this trap set for me, old one of _ mine?
_ _ You look terrible.
A disgrace [C] even.
_ At [B] last, fulcrum, [C] you have come to me.
_ _ Abomination. _
_ Words uttered [B] by a [C] shattered pile of metal rust and _ stagnation.
_ You've had [B] _ millennia to think [Am] of what to tell [Dm] me of my attention.
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I need [Bm] not glory nor for words to [Am] speak when I have held the [A] firest bow.
Reaching out, my raptor ray uses his mind to hold the pace [Am] to silence time.
I channel him all of the strength I have, [F#] his power desperately relying on [A] mine.
And from my peripheral [A] sight I can no longer see the frail shell [Am] devoid of its might.
But rather a righteous being of defiance who is not without the will [Am] to fight.
Once the dreadnought last shot in wrath, his blow was [A] deflected away from [F] their path.
Despite the years he has [G]
endured, [D] it's clear that he will live and he will die by [Am] the sword.
Fulcrum then returned the strike, his sword slitting through [A] bravado and machine [F]
alike.
His face a mix of constant and glee, [D] the eyes the one who can fade off [Am] misery.
_ _ I've been forgiven for the [A] things that you've done and [Am] so it falls to my hands so in the proud I [F] go calm.
I cannot imagine the beautiful pony of [G] chaos.
The things I never even wished [A] to know.
They will steal your potential as you are true.
Imagine [Am] the unfulfilled glories we see [F] too.
That which you still think I see can be glory [G]
betrays the true blindness [C] that has [D] overcome [A] you.
I recall the losses I stood for.
I [Am] repose to those in the things that we [F] have done.
I'm _ _ one of vengeance.
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I remember the lessons passed on through [A] the sons.
I am one of the emperor's children.
I am [Am] rather the _ _ age in [F] a prize so I will _ _ _ _ [G] face.
Strike you down I hate it for a million [A]
nights.
Inspired by the things I've heard, I raise my voice and shout clearly and loud [F] of terror.
I know this earth's better than you [G] or my heart.
Rather know this earth's better than [Am] all of us.
Rear by a single shot the raptor rage relieved [A] up to the amelie's [Am] taboo task.
I feel the virus bring me apart with my honor intact as [A] I'm enveloped [D] by the [Am] encroaching flash. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ Although this body of mine's still intact, a part of my [D] pride I feel will never [A] come back. _ _ _ _ _ _
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