Am G

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I call you now first Rider clasp the wings above the heart
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Altar of smoke and the sycamore
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The cypress grove and the funeral drum
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Arisen of all the distant worlds and the after worlds to come

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Call you next rider copper and thunder eyes
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Halo of the deserts dream pulls the moon through the sky
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Now live those miles and see who stands
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No don’t know no risen Son
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Bind wolf to bone to blood to Man
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Bind me to all of them

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I call you now third Rider I am the arrow that splits your breast
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I tremble though I rise up with you to hunt the last Lioness
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Who swallows tides when no tides come
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Who binds the names to the nameless one

    Am            G   
The Black Ram she does
    Am            G   
The Black Ram she does