Chords for Slayer - Born Of Fire (Seasons In The Abyss)

Tempo:
108.8 bpm
Chords used:

F

Fm

F#

D#

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Slayer - Born Of Fire (Seasons In The Abyss) chords
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[D#]
[F] So you fuckwads sleep black on the dirt, batting the world with a suit
tooth
of sin
I win
scene
obscene
[Fm]
100%  ➙  109BPM
F
134211111
Fm
123111111
F#
134211112
D#
12341116
C
3211
F
134211111
Fm
123111111
F#
134211112
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_ _ _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [F] So you fuckwads sleep black on the dirt, batting the world with a suit
Spewing out gas with evil eyes hurt, awaking the [F#m] death from the tooth
[F] Labyrinth's lost, faces I've found, exploring the pleasures of sin
[Fm] Facing the battle, they call love and death, I'm just a [F#] deon so I win
I feast on my burning [Fm] wrath, potential killing scene
[F#] Take down all who block my path, [F] enjoying all obscene
For the fire!
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_ [F] Prisoner of darkness initiation, grisly baptized and [Fm] slain
Destiny to throw my abomination, spread terror throughout my [F] domain
After the opposite controls me and fear, inherit me into the scheme
Dollars a century, I will endure, tyrant [F#] of all prophecy
The lamb's call, being faced with [F] chance, a name I cannot deny
[F#] While enduring the sadness and [C] the fog, you are to [Fm] comply for the fire
The _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ dead must rise again, when twilight's light can fall
Flattered red chills, my mind can't, blood dripping from the wall _
_ Before all desires, take flight within the fire
In war, during dice, the world's corrupt scheme
[Fm] _ [D#] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ Nightmares, fever, burning cats, escape the air
The world's a dump, but trust me, this is not a moire
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