Toba The Tura

	  		Em         A     Dmaj7      Bm7 
So you're Ahrima, collusive dreamer.  
Em            A           Dmaj7           Bm7 
I watched the lamps fall, you pushed them over. 
Em              A            Dmaj7        Bm7  
They say you're gifted, well I just see a scared kid.  
Em             A           Dmaj7           F# 
They must have flipped it, your skills are latent.  
Bm7                Dmaj7                  Em 
O, you snuffed the glow. Replaced it with coals.  
               F# 
Threw away the throne.  
Bm7                Dmaj7                  Em 
O, you snuffed the glow, replaced it with coals.  
              F# 
Burnt down my home.  

Em        A       Dmaj7               Bm7 
You had a life of privilege, hope and love.  
Em             A         Dmaj7            Bm7 
But now that's all gone. Maybe the design's flawed.  
Em             A           Dmaj7         Bm7 
So that's why I'm here, to preserve the remainder  
Em             A       Dmaj7      F# 
Of what chance we have left at an existence.  

Bm7             Dmaj7                   Em 
O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched earth.  
                      F# 
It's a trophy of your worth.  
Bm7              Dmaj7                  Em      
O, the desolate dirt. The raw, scorched earth.  
                  F# 
It's a scar of my hurt.  

Bm7               Dmaj7       Em             A 
Your cold, wicked soul boasts a foul scent. (No, a stench) 
Dmaj7      Bm7          Em             A 
The formidable taste of pure contempt.  
Bm7        Dmaj7            Em              A 
Every dark corner will soon see the light. (O, so bright) 
Dmaj7        Bm7                  Em                A 
The beaming flood will pour right through the blinds.  

   Bm7                         Dmaj7 
My words will tear through the air,  
                   Em 
Pierce through the despair,  
             F#                  Bm7 
To find your arrogant, throbbing ears.  
                    Dmaj7  
If it's too much to bear, or to hear,  
   Em 
Or take, I'll be frank, 
        F#  
Let my inflection be crystal clear.  
Bm7                   Dmaj7                 Em 
This mess that you've made, it's a six-foot grave.  
                     F#                  Bm7 
It's a home for your lonesome bones that remain.  
           Dmaj7                 Em 
We'll disappear, but you'll stay here to rot  
       F# -- (play as xx11,11,11,9)  
As The King of The Dark and Forgot. 

Em        A       Dmaj7           Bm7      
What have I done?     Please make me your son.  
Em        A        Dmaj7         Bm7 
What have I become?    Destroyed all I love. 
Em 
O, what have you done?  
A                Dmaj7                   Bm7                      
Disobedient son, you've broken the trust of your father's love. 

(Repeat last 2 lines and end on F#)