Slayer - Postmortem + Raining Blood Chords

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[D] [Dbm] .
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[D] [Dbm] .
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[E] [G] .
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[E] [G] [B] .
[Eb] You held on the personal map, hoped to teach you [E] zone [G] depth.
[Eb] Entering to marvel conception seat, tighten the turn to get [E] around your [G] net.
Seeking a [F] way to bring your eggs in light.
[G] Holds out to death [Bb] begins to tell your pride.
[G] Sneaking [F] light beyond your perishment, [G] repeating words [F] echoing [Bb] through your mind.
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[Em] [Gb] [Eb] .
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[G] [Gb] [Eb] .
Chanting lines of blind witchery, to save yourself from extinction.
Once you die, there's no reason to live.
New life born from your breast.
[G] Takes your [A] blood [F] as it trickles through the air.
[G] Another castle [A] to be [Bb] on the status you fall.
[G] [Gbm] Losing god, the [F] fate you feel, thrusts near.
[G] Fatality, [Gbm] reality, [Bb] awake the .
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[D] [Eb] .
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[D] [N] .
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[D] [Db] [Eb] .
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[D] [G] .
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[Gb] [F] [G] [Gb] .
[N] [G] [A] [F] [G] .
[A] [Gm] Once in [Gbm] America, the whole [F] stock is [G] behind it.
[Gb] The oxygen in my [Bb] mind commits to tearing down my sanity.
[G] The limbs [Gb] in my brain [F] carry death unto my back.
[G] Come [Gb] and die with me [Bb] forever.
Chef Sandy, [Db] [C] [B] .
[Gb] do you [Dm] wanna die?.
[Db] [C] .
[B] [F] [Bb] [G] The [D] way to the direction you're [F] pointing at the world to lock.
[G] Bringing out [A] my sanity, reaching [Bb] back into my [G] mind.
I'll rise [A] and find it from the gravestone, [F] new [G] reality.
What [Gb] I am, what [A] I want, I'm only after [Db] death.
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[C] [B] [F] [Gb] [Bb] [F] [Db] .
[C] [B] [F] [Bb] [A] [Eb] .
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[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Eb] .
[Bb] [Ab] [Eb] [Dm] .
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[C] [Eb] .
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[Eb] Touching my time, the object of life.
Awaiting revival, heaven will be there.
Sky is turning red, return to the powers of fear.
Come to me, the sky's reaching tears, I'm off [D] to rule [Eb] this world.
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[Ab] [D] [Ab] [Eb] .
[D] .
[Ab] [Eb] This blow, soothed [D] by treacherous past.
[Ab] [Eb] Became my lint, now ornaments to [D] invade above.
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[Eb] [Bb] [Ab] [Eb] [Bb] .
[E] [Eb] [Am] Awaiting [Ab] the hour of [Eb] reprisal, [F] no time [Abm] slips [Eb] away.
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But .
[Eb] lacerated [Ebm] sky, bleeding it's horror.
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[Eb] Creating my structure, now I shall reign in blue.
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[Eb] [G] .
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