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