Sentenced - Lower the flags

^AmHe's gone, he is ^Fmaj7dead ^AmHis remains upo^Fmaj7n the hearse ahead ^AmAs silent^Fmaj7ly we wander ^Cthrough the mist He's ^Gfree

^AmThis is the ^Fmaj7end ^AmYour journey's^Fmaj7 over, night descends ^AmBelow into the^Fmaj7 abyss Fare^Cwell, my friend, you w^E5ill ^F5be m^E5issed

Lo^Amwer the flags A good ^Fman has passed He has r^Ceached the last of ^Gfrontiers Low^Amer the flags Down ^Fto half-mast For ^Cagain the world has ^Gtaken a turn for the ^F5worse

^AmHe's gone, he is ^Fmaj7dead ^AmSix feet of ^Fmaj7earth upon his head ^AmNow lay your ^Fmaj7wreaths Upon the ^Cone who lies be^Gneath

^AmAlthough you're ^Fmaj7gone ^AmIn memories^Fmaj7 you shall live on ^AmAsleep in ^Fmaj7peace now rest The ^Cweight of the world is ^E5off ^F5your^E5 chest

Lo^Amwer the flags A good ^Fman has passed He has ^Creached the last of ^Gfrontiers Lo^Amwer the flags Down ^Fto half-mast For a^Cgain the world has ^Gtaken a turn for the ^F5worse ^E5

^E5That mour^F5nin^E5g light I'll ^G5alw^F5ays^E5 re^F5member ^E5And these Au^F5gus^E5t nights; ^G5col^F5d a^E5s D^F5ecember

Low^Bmer the flags A good ^Gman has passed He has ^Dreached the last of ^Afrontiers Lo^Bmwer the flags Down ^Gto half-mast For a^Dgain the world has ^Ataken a turn for the ^Bmworse