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G#Pale faced, the F#innocent Will Dbdrown in Eblood F#Hurt and withG#drawn, Don't dare to steal my F#grief In this G#haze of F#green and Egold, F#he's G#gone
Blind my eyes and I F#still can see through the G#mist To the very end, there I'll F#face what I fear the G#most Blind my eyes but it F#all doesn't matter right G#now
I would F#bury my dead and keep G#on till the F#end I won't give G#up, I won't give F#up I'll G#turn to the red fields of F#none There's a G#grave, there's a F#rose
Drift aEbway, I can hear me say F#Soon you all shall be G#free Carry the blessed F#home No one's left here but Dbme and I'll sing out your G#name
Call me insane, I F#know I've G#opened my heart and my Esoul to you son So G#pale turns the F#innocence and Dball I Efeel is G#pain F# SuddenDbly I underEstand, he's G#gone
Blind my eyes and I F#still can see through the G#mist To the very end, there I'll F#face what I fear the G#most Blind my eyes but it F#all doesn't matter right G#now But it F#all doesn't matter right Dbnow
G#… G# F# G# F# Eb… F#… G#…
Carry the blessed F#home No one's left here but Dbme and I'll sing out your G#name
G#Driven insane' Oh, no, F#no, no What DbI feared the most I have Efaced and that's F#truth The G#grey faced, not F#innocent Though I G#cry in dismay, I will Efollow deF#cay, I'll move G#on F# Is there Dbanyone Ebhere who Eknows how it F#feels to be G#wrong'
Blind my eyes and I F#still can see through the G#mist To the very end, there I'll F#face what I fear the G#most Blind my eyes but it F#all doesn't matter right G#now But it F#all doesn't matter right G#now E F#matter right G#now,E F#matter right G#now