The Beacon chords and lyrics - VULTURE INDUSTRIES

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[Intro 1]
[Em][B][Em][C][Bm][C][Em]
[C][Bm][C][Em][Am][G][Am]
[G][C][Bm][C][D][Em]

[Verse 1]
Oh brother [Em]tell me please
[C]Have we [Bm]gone, [C]wrong[Bm][Em]
Did our trails split
And [C]have they been [Bm]for l[C]ong?
[Bm][D][G][Em]
My back it hurts like hell
Not really [C]feeling well
Like under [D]some strange
[Bm]spel[G]l I am[D][Em]
Not really sure if I can trust my
[C]sense of sight nor [D]smell

[Verse 2]
[A]Ahead [Am]a distant glea[C]m[Am]
A golden sparkling stream
[C][Em]

[Verse 3]
Oh brother tell me please is [C]this
the [Bm]right [C]way[Bm][Em]
Or is my spirit [C]dreadfully[Bm]
[D]astray[Bm][G][Em]
Your voice turning faint
Your [D]words be[C]coming [D]quaint[Bm][Em]
As the shadows grow tall
En[D]velop[C]ing your call
[D][Dsus4][D]

[Verse 4]
[Am]
Ahead a distant [C]gleam[Am]
A golden sparkling stream
Beck[D]on [Dsus4]sore feet[D],

[Verse 5]
Like [D]moths we fol[C]low
Like moths we fol[D]low[Dsus4]
[D]Like moths we fol[C]low
Like moths we [D]follow
Like moths we fol[C]low

[Verse 6]
A golden [C]sparkling stream
[D]Beckon sore feet,
Like moths we [C]follow

[Verse 7]
A guiding light through the [C]night
Beck[D]on sore feet,
Like moths we [Em]follow
[Bm][Am][Em]

[Interlude 1]
[C][G][Em][Bm][Am][Em][C]
[Am][C][Em][Bm][Em][C][Am]
[Em][Bm][Em][C][Am]
[C]In [Am]to an[C]

[Verse 8]
[Am]all engulfing [G]omnivorous f[C]ire
Circled [Am]by shades all eager
to be set [C]alight[G]
Chanting in [Am]frantic pulse
tarnished souls [G]aspire
[C]To make their [F]way into the light
[G]Their [C]tra[G]nsc[Em]endend ri[Bm]ght[C]

[Verse 9]
[G]Shadows gro[D]wing[G] lon[Em]ger
[Bm]The air becoming t[C]hick
[Dsus4]Mias ma grow[D]ing stro[Am]nger

[Verse 10]
[Am]They are [C]torching books
It [G]smells like [Am]flesh

[Verse 11]
[C]
But they have words
To [G]make it [Am]stink [C]less
All worn and tossed out
[G]like a [Am]cheap [C]dress
All worn and tucked [G]into [C]the

[Verse 12]
Like [C]moths we fol[D]low
Like moths we fol[C]low
Like moths we fol[G]low
Like [D]moths we fol[C]low

[Verse 13]
A golden [C]sparkling stream
Beck[D]on sore feet,
Like moths we fol[C]low

[Verse 14]
A guiding light through the [C]night
Beck[D]on sore feet,
Like moths we fol[Bm]low
[Em][Bm][Em][Bm]

[Interlude 2]
[Em][Bm][Em][Bm]
[Em][G]

[Verse 15]
I'd sell you all [Bm]if I could
But you're worth... nothing.