D F#m When the drinker of giants is less than his thirst G A He'll swallow the blessed along with the cursed D The first will be last F#m But the last will be worst G A D And God says "Vengeance is mine" D F#m In secret, or refuge, the leaders of men G A Will open their hearts to the pirates, again D F#m We will recover but, who can say when? G A D Ah, there's never quite enough time G D Oh, play your phonograph G A It still makes baby laugh D F#m And look to the heavens, and see if he comes G A To silence and stifle the tentative guns D F#m And I will see all of my friends all at once G A D And I know I have nothing to hide D F#m In time, the new relics will go where they've been G A And seek out a crevice to perish within D F#m And everywhere you can smell poison and skin G A D For, we will have thrown all the lines G D Oh, play your phonograph G A It splits the snakes in half D F#m The place full the purpose of you and your friends G A The load-bearing walls will begin to make sense D F#m And they'll dole our prescriptions as Death recommends G A D Oh, you'll hardly be fit to decide D F#m And every lone voice will equate with each verse G A A hope for a kind and compassionate nurse So, D The first will be last F#m But the last will be worst G A D F#m And God says "Vengeance is mine" G A D And God says "Vengeance is mine"
