Hợp âm The Story Of The Mother

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[Verse 1]
[G]Alt[A]hough my chi[G]ld has died,
the [A]mother said,
That [G]doesn't make him per[D]manently [G]dea[A]d.
I must peti[G]tion death for his re[A]turn.
She made her [G]way into the lands be[A]low
There was a [G]rosebush there,
[D]where thi[G]ngs don't gro[A]w
It said, you [G]warned your child,
give me your [A]blood
And on a thorn, her flesh was torn
That's how [D]rose bushes [A]grow down there
So then she [G]met this great big centi[A]pede
Who wanted [G]something
[D]from her [G]it de[A]creed
You [G]want to hold your child
Give me your arms
[A]In lands beneath
They grow strange teeth
to tear your flesh more painfully
But as [G]she staggered
[D]and stumbled for [G]her [A]baby's sake
And found herself be[D]side [A]a talki[G]ng l[A]ake
You want to see [G]your child,
give me [A]your eyes
Which turned to pearls and [G]sank in [A]swirls
Into li[D]quid [A]all the [C#m]beyond
[A]In the form of a spider
Death hung there beside her
And kissed [D]her and made her his [A]wife