Sabaton Fields of Verdun Lyrics Video HD Chords
Tempo:
97.15 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
Bb
C
A
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Dm] [Bb] [C] [Am]
[Bb] [Dm] [Abm] [A]
[Dm] As the drum roll started, and that tape heard a hundred miles away,
[D] A million shells for fire, [A] and a creep just as he prayed.
[Dm] But the bardmen lasted all day long, yet the force was standing strong.
And the red [Bb] of the trapsmith's gun and the bell's begun,
[Gm] Descending [A] to darkness, [Gm] three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one under [A] the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Abm] one by one, feels of a [Dm] gun.
Though a million shells have scarred the land, [Bb] for it has the upper hand.
[Dm] From the downed on boats to trenches, [A] where the soldiers make their stand.
[Dm] As the trenches slowly turn to mud, and the quicklips of blood,
As the waves in every corner, [Bb] as they die in the mud,
[C] When the trenches are [Gm] done, descending [A] to darkness,
[Gm] Three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one [A] under the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Ab] one by one, feels [A] of a gun.
[Dm] [D] [A]
[Dm] Fields of [Bb] execution, [C] thirty ways planned [Dm] from the grass,
[Bb] Thou shalt [Dm] know no further, [F] it was said they [A] shall not pass,
[Bb] The spirit of resistance [C] and the madness [F] of the war.
[C] So go ahead, [Em] face the dead, join the dead, [A] though you die,
Where you lie, never asking why.
[Dm] [A]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [Bb]
[C] [Bb] [C]
[Gm] Descending [A] to darkness,
[Gm] Three hundred, [Bb] three days [D] below the sun, feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one [Dm] by one under the gun.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
[Abm] Fall one by one, [A] feels of a gun.
[Dm]
[Bb] [Dm] [Abm] [A]
[Dm] As the drum roll started, and that tape heard a hundred miles away,
[D] A million shells for fire, [A] and a creep just as he prayed.
[Dm] But the bardmen lasted all day long, yet the force was standing strong.
And the red [Bb] of the trapsmith's gun and the bell's begun,
[Gm] Descending [A] to darkness, [Gm] three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one under [A] the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Abm] one by one, feels of a [Dm] gun.
Though a million shells have scarred the land, [Bb] for it has the upper hand.
[Dm] From the downed on boats to trenches, [A] where the soldiers make their stand.
[Dm] As the trenches slowly turn to mud, and the quicklips of blood,
As the waves in every corner, [Bb] as they die in the mud,
[C] When the trenches are [Gm] done, descending [A] to darkness,
[Gm] Three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one [A] under the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Ab] one by one, feels [A] of a gun.
[Dm] [D] [A]
[Dm] Fields of [Bb] execution, [C] thirty ways planned [Dm] from the grass,
[Bb] Thou shalt [Dm] know no further, [F] it was said they [A] shall not pass,
[Bb] The spirit of resistance [C] and the madness [F] of the war.
[C] So go ahead, [Em] face the dead, join the dead, [A] though you die,
Where you lie, never asking why.
[Dm] [A]
[Dm] [C]
[Dm] [Bb]
[C] [Bb] [C]
[Gm] Descending [A] to darkness,
[Gm] Three hundred, [Bb] three days [D] below the sun, feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one [Dm] by one under the gun.
[Bb] [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
[Abm] Fall one by one, [A] feels of a gun.
[Dm]
Key:
Dm
Bb
C
A
Gm
Dm
Bb
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _
[Dm] As the drum roll started, and that tape heard a hundred miles away,
[D] A million shells for fire, [A] and a creep just as he prayed.
[Dm] But the bardmen lasted all day long, yet the force was standing strong.
And the red [Bb] of the trapsmith's gun and the bell's begun,
[Gm] _ _ Descending [A] to darkness, _ [Gm] _ three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one under [A] the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
_ [Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Abm] one by one, feels of a [Dm] gun.
Though a million shells have scarred the land, [Bb] for it has the upper hand.
[Dm] From the downed on boats to trenches, [A] where the soldiers make their stand.
[Dm] As the trenches slowly turn to mud, and the quicklips of blood,
As the waves in every corner, [Bb] as they die in the mud,
[C] When the trenches are [Gm] done, _ descending [A] to darkness,
_ [Gm] _ Three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one [A] under the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Ab] one by one, feels [A] of a gun.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [Dm] Fields of [Bb] execution, [C] thirty ways planned [Dm] from the grass,
[Bb] Thou shalt [Dm] know no further, [F] it was said they [A] shall not pass,
[Bb] The spirit of resistance [C] and the madness [F] of the war.
[C] So go ahead, [Em] face the dead, join the dead, [A] though you die,
Where you lie, never asking why.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
_ [Gm] _ _ Descending [A] to darkness,
_ [Gm] _ Three hundred, [Bb] three days [D] below the sun, feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one _ _ [Dm] by one under the gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
[Abm] Fall one by one, [A] feels of a gun.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _ _ [Am] _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Abm] _ _ [A] _
[Dm] As the drum roll started, and that tape heard a hundred miles away,
[D] A million shells for fire, [A] and a creep just as he prayed.
[Dm] But the bardmen lasted all day long, yet the force was standing strong.
And the red [Bb] of the trapsmith's gun and the bell's begun,
[Gm] _ _ Descending [A] to darkness, _ [Gm] _ three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one under [A] the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
_ [Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Abm] one by one, feels of a [Dm] gun.
Though a million shells have scarred the land, [Bb] for it has the upper hand.
[Dm] From the downed on boats to trenches, [A] where the soldiers make their stand.
[Dm] As the trenches slowly turn to mud, and the quicklips of blood,
As the waves in every corner, [Bb] as they die in the mud,
[C] When the trenches are [Gm] done, _ descending [A] to darkness,
_ [Gm] _ Three hundred, [Bb] three days below [C] the sun,
Feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one by one [A] under the gun, now you [Dm] will be done.
[Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, nowhere [Bb] to run, father [Dm] and son,
Fall [Ab] one by one, feels [A] of a gun.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _
_ [Dm] Fields of [Bb] execution, [C] thirty ways planned [Dm] from the grass,
[Bb] Thou shalt [Dm] know no further, [F] it was said they [A] shall not pass,
[Bb] The spirit of resistance [C] and the madness [F] of the war.
[C] So go ahead, [Em] face the dead, join the dead, [A] though you die,
Where you lie, never asking why.
[Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [C] _
_ [Gm] _ _ Descending [A] to darkness,
_ [Gm] _ Three hundred, [Bb] three days [D] below the sun, feels [Dm] of a gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the battle [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
Fall [Gm] one _ _ [Dm] by one under the gun.
[Bb] _ [C] And the judgement [Am] has begun, [Bb] nowhere to run, [Dm] father and son,
[Abm] Fall one by one, [A] feels of a gun.
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _