Chords for The Black Angel's Death Song

[C] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ Myriad choice [Dm] of his fate set [C] themselves out upon a [G] plate for him to choose.
What [C] had he to lose?
_ Not a ghost-bloody [F] country all [C] covered with sleep where the black angel did weep.
Not an old city [D] street in the east.
[G] _ [C] Gone to choose. _ _
_ _ _ And Warren Ring's brother walked on through the night with his hair in his face and fly-long smithy cut [D] from a knife.
_ [C] A GT.
_ _ _ _ _ The [F] rally man's pedder ran on through the dawn until we said [C] so long to [D] his skull. _ _
[C] Shrill yelled.
_ Shiny brightly red rimmed and red lined with the [F] time [C] effused with the choice of the mine on ice,
[D] Skyscraping chunks _ [C] from the bills. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ [F] _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ Cut mouth bleeding razors [F] forget in the pain,
Intercepted [C] remains [G] cuckooed by, _
So you [C] fly to the cozy [Dm] brown snow of [D] the east. _
[C] Gone to choose.
Choose again. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Sacrificials remain make it hard to forget where you come from.
The stools of your eyes serve to [D] realize vain. _
Choose [C] again.
_ And Roban is refrain of the sacrilege recluse for the loss of a horse with the bowels and the [D] tail of a rat. _
[C] Come again.
Choose to go. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ And if epiphany's terror reduced you to shame, have your head barred and [D] weaved.
Choose a side _ [C] to be on.
_ And if the stone glances off, [Dm] spit [F] didactics into [C] lay the color of mouse trails on screen.
Try between [D] if you choose.
If [C] you choose, try to lose for the loss of remain.
Come [F] and start, start [C] digging.
I cheat sheet.
Cheat [Dm] sheet I.
Cheat [C] sheet sheet.
[F] Carton cold.
[C] Choose, choose, [F] choose to choose.
Choose [C] to go. _
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