Тональность: C# minor
Intro 1
Am
Bm
Bbm
Am
Bm
Bbm
Am
Bm
Bbm
Am
B
Bbm
Am
B
Bbm
Am
B
Bbm
B
F#
B
C#
Bm
B
F
F#
B
F#
B
C
B
Aftermath of this carnage
Verse 1
We concede to this prim
C
B
itive world
Underground shelters produced
C
Concealed society (reduced)
B
Trying to decipher codes to
Verse 2
escape
F#
Vaults are guarded by venomous threats
B
If you leave, you will perish
The age will tell you when you are
Bm
F#
B
free (genocide)
A planned procedure eliminating
Ebm
B
human life (suffering)
Bm
B
From this torture rooted back
Verse 3
Am
B
tion, a skillful creation
Bm
B
Am
B
Bm
Harvesting circles of life
Am
B
Am
B
The negative matter concealed
Am
Bm
in the slaughter
B
Bm
After the bomb, we will wait (six hundred
B
Bm
B
Am
B
years)
Verse 4
Streets are teeming mutant pools
Feet ever thrumming overhead
Scrabble voraciously for
food
Concealed society subdued
Verse 5
B
World above is recast in fire
Caverns beneath redressed
in dread
Watch the shadowed
tunnel mouths
Bm
F#
Listen for the echoed screams
A planned procedure eliminating
human life (suffering)
A form of torture rooted back
Verse 6
Am
B
Am
a skillful creation
B
Am
B
Harvesting circles of life
Bm
B
Am
The negative matter con
B
E
cealed in the slaughter
B
Am
After the bom b,
B
Bm
B
Am
we will wait (six hundred years)
B
(Geno
Verse 7
Bm
cide)
B
Bm
B
Am
B
A
Bm
C
B
C
D#5
E
B
C
E
B
C
D#m
B
C
B
Bm
B
Am
B
Am
B
F#
B
F
F#
B
C#
F#
B
F#
B
C
B
planned procedure eliminating human life
(Suffering)
From this torture
rooted back to savage times
Verse 8
A language not spoken for millions of years
B
Emerging from rubble and stone
The courage and will to resist
Bm
B
Against the crong who oppose
Verse 9
proclaimed dead
Is rising against it's supreme
The image of torture is burned in their
mind
Bm
Reclaim what was taken from them
Verse 10
Am
B
tion, a skillful creation
Bm
B
Am
B
Bm
Harvesting circles of life
C
Am
B
Am
The negative matter concealed
B
Bm
in the slaughter
B
Am
B
Bm
B
Bm
B
Bm
B
Am
B
Am
B
Am
B
Bm
After the bomb, we will wait (six hundred years) At
B
C
B
C
B
C
B
C
B
Ebm
Am
B
C
B
Bbm
Am
B
Bbm
Am
B
C
B
Bbm
Am
B
Bbm
Am
the brink of extinction, we fight to
B
Ebm
Whatever is left on this
dry desert land
B
Ebm
Am
B
You have no choice but to kill or be killed
Ebm
There is no time when
Am
B
your death comes at will
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