Inspiral Carpets - Two worlds collide

I steal to ^Emfeed^G, ^D I fight to ^Embreat^Ghe^D, through hunger not ^Emgre^Ged^D I ^Emfind these days it's the o^Gnly way I can s^Aurvive

^EmWhat h^Gave I do^Dne with my l^Aife? ^EmIs this the ^Gend, when two ^Dworlds ^Acollide

Oh, in this dusty ^Emcit^Gy ^D with all the gods on the ^Emhil^Gl ^D

Will not one of them ^Emhel^Gp ^Dus

The ^Emtemple which they ^Gbuilt is an empty s^Ahell

The ^Empeople ^Gwho I ^Dsee, ^Emscurrying ^Gon the s^Dtreets, o^Emblivious ^Gto our ^Dneeds

^EmI wonder sometimes how so ^Gmany could be so ^Ablind

T^Emoday I stole the ^Gsun from the ^Dsky, the c^Emolor from the h^Geart of a ^Drose ^EmToday I took food from the h^Gand of a starving ^Achild

^Em(I gu^Gess that makes me a ^Dbad ma^An) (I guess that makes me a bad man) (I guess that makes me a bad man)