Adamandi - Litany Of The Martyrs(Chords)

	        
Verse 1:
 
              Fm 
Oh, Saint Sebastian 
                    Gb 
Painted half-naked, eyes turned to the sky 
Fm                            Bbm 
Shot to death by pagan arrows 
            Gb 
But in your death you couldn?t die 

Verse 2:

Fm 
How does it feel to love your killers 
Db 
Spilling your blood on the roman mud? 
                    Bbm 
How does it feel to know you are chosen 
Gm                       C 
Feeling the bite of your god?s harsh love? 

C5 F5 

Verse 3:

                 Fm 
They say if your hand won?t heed your commands 

It?s best to cut it clean 
                 Fm 
They say if your eye is where wickedness lies 

Better half-blind than obscene 
            Db 
But what if you are the core of the problem? 
           Ab 
Th vessel corrupted, mtastasized sin 
Bb 
How to destroy the root of your evil 
     C 
When evil is rooted within? 

Verse 4:

Fm 
Hear me, Saint Francis 
Db 
Patron saint of birds and decay 
Bbm 
You burned in the briars your earthly desires 
Gm                          C 
Earned your stigmata as you bent to pray 

Saints 

Ab 
Hands and feet in holy agony 

Verse 5:

Fm 
How did it feel to know you?re forgiven 
Db 
The blood of the passion staining your nails? 
Bbm 
How did it feel to prove your devotion 
Gm                         C7 
Touch, doubting thomas, as you were impaled? 

Verse 6:

                 Fm 
They say if your hand is what causes your sin 

Kill it or all of you dies 
                 Fm 
They say if your eye is what causes your sin 

Pluck it before your demise 
            Db 
But what if you are the hand and the eye 
                  Ab 
Your shame is the vessel, you drown in your guilt 
C 
Awake for the surgery, reach for the scalpel 

Excise the excuses you?ve built 

Verse 7:

   Db 
St Lawrence, give me strength to never shrink from fiery blows! 
   Ab 
St Lucy, take my hand, keep my arm steady as it goes! 
   Bb 
St Cassian, help me smile and ask for more pain than I?ve earned! 
   C7 
St Jude, saint of hopeless causes? 
N.C. 
I hope your causes burn! 

Bbm Fm Bbm 

Bridge:

Db 
Hear me? 
C 
Hear me! 
Bb C 
Burn! 

Verse 8:

Db 
When sin is deep inside the soul 
                           Ab 
To hurt it I must hurt the whole- 
                         C5 
No more romans light the fire 
N.C 
So I?ll have to make my pyre 
Fm 
Earn my peace through wax and salt 
Eb 
Burn away the wrong and fault 
C 
Sink my shame into my skin 
N.C 
Begin again, begin again, begin again 
N.C. 
Hear me, saints, in all your forms 
Fm 
Don?t judge my ways too well 
Bbm 
I don?t believe in heaven 
      C 
But I do believe in hell! 
       Fm 
If the lord won?t let me die for something 
C 
I can live to prove I?m worthy 
Cm 
Make his sacrifice my own 
Bb 
I know how you felt, now, your pain was a penance 
C                                         Fm 
A prayer?s a deception unless it?s a groan 

F F5