Gbar F#bar Abar
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G | ----0-----0-----0--- | 
D | ----5-----4-----7--- | 
A | ----5-----4-----7--- | 
E | ----3-----2-----5--- | 


Verse:
        E5
In the never-ending circle where the powerless meet
There grows a struggle from the burden of sustaining defeat
        C5
In the face of every coward lies the blindest of hate
              A5                                           E5  Gbar F#bar
And in their eyes: a sharpened image of the damage they ma-ade
            E5
You look at me to bear the burden of the suffering past
It wasn't me behind the veil of a heartless mask
                C5
And where were you the day that everybody cursed your name?
              A5                                             E5   Gbar
You were the distant voice of pride that never stood the sha-ame

Prechorus:
     E5                                      G5
The weak of the mind will use fist, and the fist of the frail will bring gun
     A5                                    C5
The loudest of guns provoke bombs, and in wrath he will chase 'til its done

Chorus:
                 E5   A5     E5       A5         E5   A5     E5    A5  E5   Gbar F#bar
Your history is dead wrong. Dead. Philosophy is dead wrong. Dead. Wro-ong.

Verse:
            E5
Within the mind of modern culture there's an idle cog
It is the section of humanity that never forgot
            C5
And in the midst of moving forward we have given the right
            A5                                         E5   Gbar F#bar
To let the wolves attack the sheep and bury guilt inside
            E5
I won't forget the twisted picture of the filth that we were
Or disregard the fading voices of the people we hurt
           C5
But I was never pulling triggers or degrading your face
              A5                                              E5   Gbar
Don't look at me to give the reason for the pain that you tra-ace

Prechorus:
     E5                                      G5
The weak of the mind will use fist, and the fist of the frail will bring gun
     A5                                    C5
The loudest of guns provoke bombs, and in wrath he will chase 'til its done

Chorus:
                 E5   A5     E5       A5         E5   A5     E5    A5
Your history is dead wrong. Dead. Philosophy is dead wrong. Dead. Wrong.
                 E5   A5     E5       A5         E5   A5     E5    A5  
Your history is dead wrong. Dead. Philosophy is dead wrong. Dead. Wro-ong.

Em Gbar F#bar  Abar Gbar (play this 4x)

    E5        Gbar    F#bar  Abar Gbar  E5      Gbar   F#bar  Abar Gbar
The scars outlive the pain.         Reflections will remain.            (play 3x)
    E5        Gbar    F#bar  Abar Gbar  E5      Gbar   F#bar  Abar Gbar
The scars outlive the pain.       Your sickness will remain

E5  A5  E5  A5  E5  A5  E5  A5
Wrong

E5    A5     E5    A5     E5   A5     E5    A5
Dead wrong. Dead. Wrong. Dead wrong. Dead. Wrong.
E5    A5     E5    A5     E5         A5     E5    A5  
Dead wrong. Dead. Wrong. Dead. Dead wrong. Dead. Wro-ong.

Tag:
     E5                                      G5
The weak of the mind will use fist, and the fist of the frail will bring gun
     A5                                    C5
The loudest of guns provoke bombs, and in wrath he will chase 'til its done

Em Gbar F#bar  Abar Gbar (play this through 3x. on 4th time, end on F#bar)