Woodkid - Iron

D^Gmeep in the ocean, ^Cmdead and cast away W^Fhere innoce^F7nce is burned, in^D7 flames A^Gm million mile from home^Cm, I'm walking ahead I^F'm frozen t^F7o the bones, I am^D7...

A^Gm soldier on my own, ^CmI don't know the way I^F'm riding u^F7p the heights, of^D7 shame I^Gm'm waiting for the ca^Cmll, the hand on the chest I^F'm ready fo^F7r the fight, and ^D7fate

T^Gmhe sound of iron s^Cmhocks is stuck in my head, T^Fhe thunder ^F7of the drums, dic^D7tates T^Gmhe rhythm of the f^Cmalls, the number of deaths T^Fhe rising o^F7f the hordes, ahe^D7ad

F^Gmrom the dawn of^Ab time to the end of da^Cmys I will have to ru^D7n, away I^Gm want to feel t^Abhe pain and the bitter^Cm taste Of the blood on my li^D7ps, again

T^Bbhe steady burst o^Df snow is burning my hands, I^Gm'm frozen to the bones, ^F7I am A^Bb million mile from^D home, I'm walking away I^Gm can't remind your eyes, ^F7your face