Chords for Wind Rose - Rebel and Free
Tempo:
86.975 bpm
Chords used:
B
E
Bm
C#m
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#] [Bm]
[Em] Damn [C#] this iron!
Damn [E] this iron!
[Em] [D] [B] [A]
[E] Born
[G#m] [F#] [E] [C#m] [G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
as a free [F#] man, suffering,
[E] Sink, sand, to be a [F#] wheel, wheel of the [Bm] English land.
I am the success, for anything,
Let the [B]
dark [E] souls [B] reign.
Long is the path, [Bm] we are the [B] wheel,
[G] Strong is the challenge, [F#m]
we are the [Bm] wheel.
[A] In [E] the darkness [Bm] of [F#m] [D] tyranny,
[D#]
Agely is to come, my love.
[Bm] Whispers of sorrow, [A] through the sounds [E] of [F#] war,
[Bm] Paint up your face, [A] and defend your [C#m] [Bm] motherland.
Whispers of [G#m] sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [B] war,
Paint up your [A] face, and defend [C#m] your [D] motherland.
[C#m] [B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] drowning [G#m] in [C#] the shadow.
[B] Death to the tyrant, death rose [C#m] in true [A] despair,
As [E] treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never free, never free, never lost!
[F#] [B] [F#m]
[Bm] [B] [Em]
[F#m] Death to the tyrant, death to [Bm] the tyrant!
[A] In [E] the [Bm] darkness of [D] [D#] tyranny,
Until the sons of Scotland are free,
[C#m]
[D] [C#m]
[D] [Em]
[C] [Em]
[C] [F#] [B]
[D#] [B]
Whispers [Bm] of [B] sorrow, through the sounds [E] of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [E] face, [A] and defend your [D] motherland.
[Bm] [B] Whispers of sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [F] face, and [A] defend your [D] [C#m] motherland.
[B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] [G#m] drowning [F#] in [C#] the shadow.
Death to [B] the [E] tyrant, [B] death rose [F#m] in true [C#m] despair,
[A] [E] As treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never free, never free, never lost!
Death to the tyrant, [F#] death [C#] to the tyrant!
We're at [G#m] war!
[C#] [B] [C#] [G#m]
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
[B] [C#] [C#m] Death
[B] [F#] [C#m]
[C#] [B] [C#m]
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
[A#m] [B] [F#] [C#m]
[E] [B] to the [C#m] tyrant, death to the tyrant!
[Em] Damn [C#] this iron!
Damn [E] this iron!
[Em] [D] [B] [A]
[E] Born
[G#m] [F#] [E] [C#m] [G#m] [F#] [B] [E]
as a free [F#] man, suffering,
[E] Sink, sand, to be a [F#] wheel, wheel of the [Bm] English land.
I am the success, for anything,
Let the [B]
dark [E] souls [B] reign.
Long is the path, [Bm] we are the [B] wheel,
[G] Strong is the challenge, [F#m]
we are the [Bm] wheel.
[A] In [E] the darkness [Bm] of [F#m] [D] tyranny,
[D#]
Agely is to come, my love.
[Bm] Whispers of sorrow, [A] through the sounds [E] of [F#] war,
[Bm] Paint up your face, [A] and defend your [C#m] [Bm] motherland.
Whispers of [G#m] sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [B] war,
Paint up your [A] face, and defend [C#m] your [D] motherland.
[C#m] [B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] drowning [G#m] in [C#] the shadow.
[B] Death to the tyrant, death rose [C#m] in true [A] despair,
As [E] treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never free, never free, never lost!
[F#] [B] [F#m]
[Bm] [B] [Em]
[F#m] Death to the tyrant, death to [Bm] the tyrant!
[A] In [E] the [Bm] darkness of [D] [D#] tyranny,
Until the sons of Scotland are free,
[C#m]
[D] [C#m]
[D] [Em]
[C] [Em]
[C] [F#] [B]
[D#] [B]
Whispers [Bm] of [B] sorrow, through the sounds [E] of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [E] face, [A] and defend your [D] motherland.
[Bm] [B] Whispers of sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [F] face, and [A] defend your [D] [C#m] motherland.
[B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] [G#m] drowning [F#] in [C#] the shadow.
Death to [B] the [E] tyrant, [B] death rose [F#m] in true [C#m] despair,
[A] [E] As treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never free, never free, never lost!
Death to the tyrant, [F#] death [C#] to the tyrant!
We're at [G#m] war!
[C#] [B] [C#] [G#m]
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
[B] [C#] [C#m] Death
[B] [F#] [C#m]
[C#] [B] [C#m]
[A#m] [F#] [C#]
[A#m] [B] [F#] [C#m]
[E] [B] to the [C#m] tyrant, death to the tyrant!
Key:
B
E
Bm
C#m
C#
B
E
Bm
[C#] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ Damn [C#] this iron!
Damn [E] this iron! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _
[E] _ _ _ Born _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ [E] _ [C#m] _ [G#m] _ [F#] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ as a free [F#] man, suffering,
[E] Sink, sand, to be a [F#] wheel, wheel of the [Bm] English land.
_ _ I am the success, for anything,
_ Let the _ [B]
dark [E] souls [B] reign.
Long is the path, [Bm] we are the [B] wheel,
[G] Strong is the challenge, [F#m] _
we are the [Bm] wheel.
[A] In [E] the darkness [Bm] of [F#m] [D] tyranny,
_ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ Agely is to come, my love.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ Whispers of sorrow, [A] through the sounds [E] of [F#] war,
[Bm] Paint up your face, [A] and defend your [C#m] [Bm] motherland.
Whispers of [G#m] sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [B] war,
Paint up your [A] face, and defend [C#m] your [D] motherland.
[C#m] _ [B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] drowning [G#m] in [C#] the shadow.
[B] Death to the tyrant, death rose [C#m] in true [A] despair,
As [E] treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
_ _ Never _ free, never free, never lost! _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[Bm] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[F#m] Death to the tyrant, death to [Bm] the tyrant!
[A] In [E] the [Bm] darkness of [D] _ _ [D#] tyranny,
Until the sons of Scotland are free, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ Whispers [Bm] _ of [B] sorrow, through the sounds [E] of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [E] face, [A] and defend your [D] motherland.
[Bm] [B] Whispers of sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [F] face, and [A] defend your [D] [C#m] motherland.
[B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] [G#m] drowning [F#] in [C#] the shadow.
_ Death to [B] the [E] tyrant, [B] death rose [F#m] in true [C#m] despair,
[A] _ [E] As treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never _ _ _ free, never free, never lost! _ _
Death to the tyrant, [F#] death [C#] to the tyrant!
We're at [G#m] war!
[C#] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [G#m] _
[A#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ [C#m] Death _
_ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [B] _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[E] [B] to the [C#m] tyrant, death to the tyrant! _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ Damn [C#] this iron!
Damn [E] this iron! _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ _ [A] _
[E] _ _ _ Born _ _ _
[G#m] _ [F#] _ [E] _ [C#m] _ [G#m] _ [F#] _ [B] _ [E] _
_ as a free [F#] man, suffering,
[E] Sink, sand, to be a [F#] wheel, wheel of the [Bm] English land.
_ _ I am the success, for anything,
_ Let the _ [B]
dark [E] souls [B] reign.
Long is the path, [Bm] we are the [B] wheel,
[G] Strong is the challenge, [F#m] _
we are the [Bm] wheel.
[A] In [E] the darkness [Bm] of [F#m] [D] tyranny,
_ [D#] _ _ _ _
_ Agely is to come, my love.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ Whispers of sorrow, [A] through the sounds [E] of [F#] war,
[Bm] Paint up your face, [A] and defend your [C#m] [Bm] motherland.
Whispers of [G#m] sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [B] war,
Paint up your [A] face, and defend [C#m] your [D] motherland.
[C#m] _ [B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] drowning [G#m] in [C#] the shadow.
[B] Death to the tyrant, death rose [C#m] in true [A] despair,
As [E] treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
_ _ Never _ free, never free, never lost! _ _
_ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ [F#m] _ _
[Bm] _ [B] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
[F#m] Death to the tyrant, death to [Bm] the tyrant!
[A] In [E] the [Bm] darkness of [D] _ _ [D#] tyranny,
Until the sons of Scotland are free, _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [F#] _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [B] _
_ _ _ Whispers [Bm] _ of [B] sorrow, through the sounds [E] of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [E] face, [A] and defend your [D] motherland.
[Bm] [B] Whispers of sorrow, [Bm] [E] through the sounds of [Bm] war,
Paint up your [F] face, and [A] defend your [D] [C#m] motherland.
[B] We'll [E] remember [B] the stories [C#] and the [A] fears,
Of [B] enemies fallen, [E] [G#m] drowning [F#] in [C#] the shadow.
_ Death to [B] the [E] tyrant, [B] death rose [F#m] in true [C#m] despair,
[A] _ [E] As treacherous regard [B] has driven [C#m] him free.
Never _ _ _ free, never free, never lost! _ _
Death to the tyrant, [F#] death [C#] to the tyrant!
We're at [G#m] war!
[C#] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [G#m] _
[A#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
_ _ [B] _ _ [C#] _ [C#m] Death _
_ [B] _ [F#] _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ _
[C#] _ _ [B] _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _
[A#m] _ _ [B] _ [F#] _ [C#m] _ _ _ _
[E] [B] to the [C#m] tyrant, death to the tyrant! _ _ _