Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

The night is black, without a moon.

The air is thick and still.

 The vigilantes gather on

The lonely torchlit hill.

Pre Chorus:

Features distorted in the flickering light,

Faces are twisted and grotesque.

Silent and stern in the sweltering night,

The mob moves like demons possesed.

Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,

Confident their ways are best.

oh! ah!

x2

Chorus

The righteous rise

With burning eyes

Of hatred and ill-will.

Madmen fed on fear and lies

To beat and burn and kill.

Verse2

(chords the same as in the first verse)

They say there are strangers who threaten us,

Our immigrants and infidels.

They say there is strangeness to danger us

In our theatres and bookstore shelves,

That those who know what's best for us

Must rise and save us from ourselves

Chorus2

Quick to judge,

 Quick to anger,

Slow to understand

Ignorance and prejudice

 And fear walk hand in hand.

x2

Great song, isn't it? :)

Lublin, Poland

16.III.2008