Bullets On The Altar
Almah
Cifras

ReM7
Are we beloved indeed?
                          Sim7
What is creed and what is crime?
                        ReM7
Heavenly? Out of one's mind?


People love, esteem
                          Sim7
And cherish who they crucified
                         Sol
As victims we pretend to cry


                La
Tragedy, end of days?
                                Sol
Or it's just the blindness of a man
               La
Loyalty or fanaticism?

Hopeless, it makes me feel so lonely


Re
Homicide

Felony

A gunfire
   Sim
Agony

You rest the bullets on the altar


Re
And you die

And you kill

Dead inside
      Sim
You reveal
                                     Sol
Your aberration under your faith


                    La
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  Sol
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 La
Priory, house of pain!
                                       Sim
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain


      Re                   La
But i feel the end of the storm
    Mim                     Sim
And free the twelve caught souls
        Re               La           Mim
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief


ReM7                                       Sim7
We rely on the unknown to leave our guilt behind

Mercy won't erase your lies
ReM7                                        Sim7
Face the evidence that god is something to relieve
                              Sol
Heaven is freedom and hell is here

                    La
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  Sol
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 La
Priory, house of pain!
                                        Sim
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain


      Re                   La
But i feel the end of the storm
    Mim                     Sim
And free the twelve caught souls
        Re               La           Mim         Sim
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief


      Re                  La
Now i see the end of the storm
    Mim                       Sim
And glance the twelve taught souls
     Re                  La              Mim
They are free somewhere resting in the memories