Bullets On The Altar
Almah
Cifras

LaM7
Are we beloved indeed?
                          Fa#m7
What is creed and what is crime?
                        LaM7
Heavenly? Out of one's mind?


People love, esteem
                          Fa#m7
And cherish who they crucified
                         Re
As victims we pretend to cry


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

Hopeless, it makes me feel so lonely


La
Homicide

Felony

A gunfire
   Fa#m
Agony

You rest the bullets on the altar


La
And you die

And you kill

Dead inside
      Fa#m
You reveal
                                     Re
Your aberration under your faith


                    Mi
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  Re
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 Mi
Priory, house of pain!
                                       Fa#m
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain


      La                   Mi
But i feel the end of the storm
    Sim                     Fa#m
And free the twelve caught souls
        La               Mi           Sim
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief


LaM7                                       Fa#m7
We rely on the unknown to leave our guilt behind

Mercy won't erase your lies
LaM7                                        Fa#m7
Face the evidence that god is something to relieve
                              Re
Heaven is freedom and hell is here

                    Mi
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  Re
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 Mi
Priory, house of pain!
                                        Fa#m
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain


      La                   Mi
But i feel the end of the storm
    Sim                     Fa#m
And free the twelve caught souls
        La               Mi           Sim         Fa#m
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief


      La                  Mi
Now i see the end of the storm
    Sim                       Fa#m
And glance the twelve taught souls
     La                  Mi              Sim
They are free somewhere resting in the memories