[Intro]
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[Verse]
Sun goes down, The night falls.
All these ghosts, Fill these halls.
They can see what you ve done,
It s time to go, it s time to run.
Peace has gone, chaos looms
The end of life, resistance blooms.
A system failed, a planet flawed
A dead nation abandoned by God.
[Chorus]
A history reborn
But not without consequence,
Every rose has its thorn.
It s not a brand new day.
A bloody sky and a river washes away.
[Solo]
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[Verse]
A man looks down, A broken hope.
A woman cries, she can t cope.
A child looks up with tear in his eye,
Knowing well where his body could lie.
Disaster is now a lonely field,
A call to action, forge your shield.
Lose our shadow, strengthen your will.
Redemption never came from standing still.
[Chorus]
A history reborn
But not without consequence,
Every rose has its thorn.
It s not a brand new day.
A bloody sky and a river washes away.
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| p Pull-off
| Slide down
| h Hammer-on
| b Bend
| r Release
| / Slide up
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