Key: Am 🎸 Verse 1: N.C. Am Vision in black Am Stands upon an unnamed grave Dm Am His shadow, casting longer than his pale horse's face Dm Am The setting sun reflects upon his silver, sickle glaive Dm E Am As he silently admires the hangman's trade 🎸 Chorus:
Dm 'Cause the more things change Am The more they stay the same Dm Who's to say, who's to take the blame? E But death doesn't make mistakes Insturmental: Am 🎸 Verse 2: Am A skeleton man unscrolls a long list of names Dm Am The ink is old and faded, but I know he's there for me Dm In his violence, there is wisdom Am In his silence, there is pain Dm E Am But he can't wipe that hollow grin from his face 🎸 Chorus: Dm 'Cause the more things change Am The more they stay the same Dm Who's to say, who's to take the blame? E But death doesn't make mistakes Insturmental: Am 🎸 Bridge: Dm Am A filthy halo forms above my head as the vultures leave their nest Dm E Who am I to deny them their pound of rotten flesh? Dm The roaring crowd devolves and in their stead Am A pack of wild men beat their chests Dm E As I provide them all some entertainment at its best 🎸 Chorus: Dm 'Cause the more things change Am The more they stay the same Dm Who's to say, who's to take the blame? E But death doesn't make mistakes Am (Death doesn't make mistakes) Am Death doesn't make mistakes Am (Death doesn't make mistakes) 🎸 Verse 3: Am Ivory hand turns the final page Dm Am I can hear his dry bones creaking with every move he makes Dm But I sign the dotted line in blood Am And just like that, the deal is done Dm E The mantle has been passed as the reaper turns to dust
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