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Tycho Brahe - My Belruel chords

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My Belruel

          A
'twas the twelving day of Everfair
     E
when fell my maid of raven hair,
D                                   F#m    E
beneath her cloven standard of the wren.
    A
and damn that roiling goblin horde.
     E
we'd almost slain the overlord,
    E                          F#m    E
but I could never roll an elf again.


     A
"The Queen of Bells and Battle-Downs";
    E
she wore the title like a crown.
D                                   F#m               E
Foes so deep a man would drown, but she still stood alone.
  A
a princess and a duchess both;
    E
and sworn to nine prestigious oaths;
    D                                   F#m                 E
her duties, they would take her to that twisting spire of stone.


 A
Against his tower, a silhouette.
    E
She called like a coronet,
        D                                  F#m           E
And the green sea of his armies burst from warrens far below.
    A
The pacts he'd made with demonkind
    E
Had rent his thin and tattered mind,
    D                               F#m          E
And hellish princedoms occupied the arrow he let go.


     A
They took her through the crowded square,
    E
And laid her at the temple stair.
    D                           F#m                 E
The sorcelled barb of Arudair beyond their healing arts.
       A
There stands a circlet on her brow
     E
that turns the blades of men around
    D
But if Belruel could hear me now
     F#m                   E
This song would pierce her heart.

          A
'twas the twelving day of Everfair
     E
when fell my maid of raven hair,
D                                   F#m    E
beneath her cloven standard of the wren.
    A
and damn that roiling goblin horde!
     E
and damn their heell-boundoverlord!
    E                          F#m    E
but I could never roll an elf again.

            
            
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