Key: D
Introduction: G C D G C G
D G C G
I chop and I change and the mystery thickens
D G C G
There?s blood on my hands and you want me to listen
D G C G
To brawn and to brain when the truth?s in the middle
D G C G
Born of the grain like all good riddles
G G4 G
Thy will be done
G
Your king- kingdom kingdom kingdom
You kill when you talk and the enemy weakens
C G
I?ve lost and I?ve gained and while I was thinking
You cut off my hands when I wanted to twist
G C G
(you?re a bitter malignous person)
C G
(and the death is well overdue)
(you suck the blood that kills you)