Bullets On The Altar

C7M
Are we beloved indeed?
                          Am7
What is creed and what is crime?
                        C7M
Heavenly? Out of one's mind?

People love, esteem
                          Am7
And cherish who they crucified
                         F
As victims we pretend to cry

                Dm
Tragedy, end of days?
                                F
Or it's just the blindness of a man
               Dm
Loyalty or fanaticism?

Hopeless, it makes me feel so lonely

C
Homicide

Felony

A gunfire
   Am
Agony

You rest the bullets on the altar

C
And you die

And you kill

Dead inside
      Am
You reveal
                                 F
Your aberration under your faith

                    Dm
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  F
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 Dm
Priory, house of pain!
                                    Am
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain

      C                   G
But i feel the end of the storm
    Dm                     Am
And free the twelve caught souls
        C               G           Dm
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief

C7M                                       Am7
We rely on the unknown to leave our guilt behind

Mercy won't erase your lies
C7M                                        Am7
Face the evidence that god is something to relieve
                              F
Heaven is freedom and hell is here

                    Dm
Taken dreams, taken lives
                                  F
Taken angels from the innocence's arms
                 Dm
Priory, house of pain!
                                    Am
It's drivin' nails in the cold rain

      C                   G
But i feel the end of the storm
    Dm                     Am
And free the twelve caught souls
        C               G           Dm      Am
When we see the burnin' crosses for relief

      C                  G
Now i see the end of the storm
    Dm                       Am
And glance the twelve taught souls
     C                  G              Dm
They are free somewhere resting in the memories