Prelude to Diaspora

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Sim                        Sol
  Your beauty is the olive mountain
Mim                   Fa#
   Trampled by the Roman siege
Sim                       Sol
Your beauty is the burning bodies
Mim                  Fa#
   Stacked up on the narrow bridge

Sol          Sim
  I will always carry
Sol                        Sim  La
   The weight of oceans in my eyes
Sol                   Sim
Love and Death will always bind me
 La                Sol
In tears I never cried
 La                Sol   Sim
In tears I never cried

Sim                    Sol
   Your beauty is the holy chamber
Mim                   Fa#
   Drowning in the golden flame
Sim                       Sol
   Your beauty is the priest that's broken
Mim                  Fa#
    With no god left to blame

Sol          Sim
  I will always carry
Sol                        Sim  La
   The weight of oceans in my eyes
Sol                       Sim
  Love and Death will always bind me
 La                Sol
In tears I never cried
 La                Sol   Sim
In tears I never cried

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Sim                          Sol
   Your beauty is the hidden treasure
Mim                 Fa#
   In the bellies of the lost
Sim                        Sol
    Your beauty is the last rebellion
Mim                     Fa#
   Nailed onto the wooden cross
Sim                        Sol
   Your beauty is the Gate of Mercy
Mim                  Fa#
   They said would never fall
Sim                        Sol
   Your beauty is the hungry jackals
Mim                      Fa#
    Sweeping through the broken wall


Sol          Sim
  I will always carry
Sol                        Sim  La
   The weight of oceans in my eyes
Sol                       Sim
  Love and Death will always bind me
 La                Sol
In tears I never cried
 La                Sol   Sim
In tears I never cried
   La                     Sol  Sim
In tear______s I'll never cry