Tyr - Hel Hath No Fury Chords by Týr

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_ Some things [Dbm] we [Dm] can _ amend, [C] and [Bm] good [Am] times _ always [Abm] come [Am] to _ end.
Here [Gm] at [C] the door, they are paid [A] for by [Em] the love that [Dbm] warmed [G] my heart.
[E] _ [F] _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] [Dm] So [C] if [Bb] you will, _ [Dbm] mortal [B] men, remain.
_ [Em] Sly me [F] away, choose [Abm] a [Am] love to slay.
While _ [G]
the blood-raised hills of [Am] joy [A] in [E] battle hide the [Dm] fairest prize.
[E] _ [F] _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] [F] I [E] pulled [Dm] her arrow for _ guts, we won the [F] many worlds of art.
And [C] I have seen the heavens [A] hold the ring that bombs the [G] hate that's hurt.
_ [D] _ The [Bb] gods may grant me a brighter [E] day, let [F] more win. _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
Fate was [Dbm] a [Dm]
startled thrill, _ [C] it [B] may [F] forego our [Abm] [Am] last farewell.
_ Soon [Gm] all will [C] shine their _ _ [A] highlights [Em] on distant [Dbm] shores.
[G] _ _ _ [E] _ [G] _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] [Dm] Our [C] days [Bb] are old, the [Dbm] [Dm] ghost of grey, I'm [C] _ [Bm] _
[F] over it _ [Abm] _ [Am] _
all.
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[C] _ _ All [Gm] in [Am] shadow [A] since [Em] my goddess has [D] withdrawn.
_ _ [E] _ [G] _ [A] _
[D] _ _ _ [G] [F] I [E] pulled [D] her arrow _ for guts, we [F] won the many worlds of art.
And [C] I have seen [A] the heavens hold the ring that bombs the [G] hate that's hurt.
[D] _ _ The [Bb] gods may grant [E] me a brighter day, let [F] more win.
Fate was a _ _ [C] _
_ startled thrill, [A] it may forego [D] our last farewell.
I _ [Em] _ _
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pulled her arrow for guts, [Bm] we won the [F] many worlds of art.
And I [C] have seen the [A] heavens hold the ring that [G] bombs the hate that's hurt.
[D] _ _ [Bb] The gods may grant me [B] a brighter [G] day, let more [F] win.
I'm game for anyway.
Life holds [C] no promises, [A] no hell I can go [Dm] on the start. _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ [A] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [D] _ _ [B] _
I pulled her arrow for guts, we won the many worlds of art.
The gods may grant me a brighter [C] day, [Bm] let more [F] win.
[Abm] I'm game [F] for anyway.
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_ [G] _ _ _ _ [N] _