Toba The Tura

Em  (779987)
A  (577655)
Dmaj7 (557675)
Bm7  (797777)
F#  (244322)

Em         A     Dmaj7      Bm7
So you're Ahrima, collusive dreamer.
Em            A           Dmaj7           Bm7
I watched the lamps fall, you pushed them over.
Em              A            Dmaj7        Bm7
They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid.
Em             A           Dmaj7           F#
They must have flipped it, your skills are latent.
Bm7                Dmaj7                  Em
O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals.
               F#
Threw away the throne.
Bm7                Dmaj7                  Em
O, you snuffed the glow, replaced it with coals.
              F#
Burnt down my home.

Em        A       Dmaj7               Bm7
You had a life of privilege, hope and love.
Em             A         Dmaj7            Bm7
But now that's all gone. Maybe the design's flawed.
Em             A           Dmaj7         Bm7
So that's why I'm here, to preserve the remainder
Em             A       Dmaj7      F#
Of what chance we have left at an existence.

Bm7             Dmaj7                   Em
O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched earth.
                      F#
It's a trophy of your worth.
Bm7              Dmaj7                  Em
O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched earth.
                  F#
It's a scar of my hurt.

Bm7               Dmaj7       Em             A
Your cold, wicked soul boasts a foul scent. (No, a stench)
Dmaj7      Bm7          Em             A
The formidable taste of pure contempt.
Bm7        Dmaj7            Em              A
Every dark corner will soon see the light. (O, so bright)
Dmaj7        Bm7                  Em                A
The beaming flood will pour right through the blinds.

   Bm7                         Dmaj7
My words will tear through the air,
                   Em
Pierce through the despair,
             F#                  Bm7
To find your arrogant, throbbing ears.
                    Dmaj7
If it's too much to bear, or to hear,
   Em
Or take, I'll be frank,
        F#
Let my inflection be crystal clear.
Bm7                   Dmaj7                 Em
This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave.
                     F#                  Bm7
It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain.
           Dmaj7                 Em
We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot
       F# -- (play as xx11,11,11,9)
As The King of The Dark and Forgot.

Em        A       Dmaj7           Bm7
What have I done?     Please make me your son.
Em        A        Dmaj7         Bm7
What have I become?    Destroyed all I love.
Em
O, what have you done?
A                Dmaj7                   Bm7
Disobedient son, you've broken the trust of your father's love.