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The Mirror Of The Soul

Tono: B

Introducción: Bm    G    Bm    G    Bm    F#    Bm    F#    Bm    F#    Bm    

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     Bm                                                                                      F#m                                                      Bm  
Brother, there's a man at the gate, he has something in his hand,
                                                                                                                                          G  
He says it fell down from the sky, should I let him in?
                                                                                                                                  Bm  
Maybe it's an omen, maybe it will take away our sin, our sin.....
     Bm                                                                            F#m                                                 Bm  
'Tis a diamond that he has, the biggest one I've ever seen,
                                                                                                                                                        G  
And when he holds it in his hand, it's shining like the sun,
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He says it's from another world, he calls it the mirror of the soul,
                          D              Bm            G              A            D                    Bm    G                    A  
We must place it on the altar high, send the Devil to the fire,
  E                         D                                                              A                 G                                  A                 Bm  
Power over men we'll have when they see it shine, when they see it shine,
     Bm                                                                      F#m                                                              Bm  
Brother, fetch the Abbot now, tell him of this wondrous thing,
                                                                                                                                                                  G  
Tell him that we'll have control of all the riches it will bring,
                                                                                                                                                                Bm  
When people come to see it, for money we will purify their souls, their souls,
  Bm                                                                                                 F#m                                                         Bm  
With my knife I'll kill this man, I'll send him to the Promised Land,
                G                                                                                                                                                 A  
And when we take the diamond, we will have the future in our hands, in our hands,
                          D              Bm            G              A            D                    Bm    G                    A  
When we place it on the altar high, send the Devil to the fire,
  Em                      D                                                              A                 G                                  A                 D    Bm  GA  D  Bm  GA  D  
Power over men we'll have when they see it shine, when they see it shine!
Bm  
                                          Bm                                                                 D                      A                              G  
That's how it started, that whole new religion, and people everywhere,
                     G                                                            D                            Em                            F#  
Had to give up all their possessions at the Abb St. Pierre,
                                          Bm                                                         D                                              A                                                    E  
But with their gold they could buy a redemption, and the promise of eternal life,
                        G                                                         D                      A  
And the centre of it all was a diamond divine,
                  D                    Bm            G              A                    D                 Bm                 G                         A  
It was up there on the altar high but for the monks it would not shine,
  Em                              D                                              A                              G                            A         Bm  
So with subterfuge they used the light of the sun, fooling everyone,
                     Bm                                                                 D              A                                                 G  
It was late at night when a young boy was in there with his friends,
                          G                                                      D                 Em                                            F#  
And they dared him up to the altar, to touch the famous gem,
                                  Bm                                                         D                                 A                                              E  
And when he did, the whole place exploded with a great and wonderful light,
                        G                                      D                                      A  
And the people came from everywhere to see,
                        D                                      G              A         D                                      G                    A  
When he took it from the altar high, everyone could make it shine,
        Em                              D                                              A                 G  
Except the Abbot and his men, for them, no light,
                                          A                    D      Bm  GA  D  Bm  GA  Em  DA  GA  D  
They could not make it shine.
Dm  Bb  C  
F                            C      F                                            Bb         Dm                            Gm  
  And in the end, many heard the brothers, making confession of the,
        Bb                                 C  
  Things they had done,
F                                      C  F                                 Bb                                      F  
  And the Abbot led that sad procession, as they went through the,
     C                                    Bb                              C            F  
  Gate past the place where it had begun
             C                            Dm                    Bb                                         C                              Bb  
  And all their dreams of glory, all their schemes and stories,
F                                      Gm                            C  
  Would come to nothing after all,
                                Dm            Bb                                    Am                         Bb  
  Because a power greater from the world's creator,
                          F                                            C                                 Dm    Bb  
  Gave us love to light the mirror of the soul,
                  F                                              C                                 F  
  Only love can light the mirror of the soul,
F                                            C         F                                      Bb            F                              Gm  
  All through the world, there are many others, who always follow
                     Bb                              C  
  Everything they are told,
F                                 C      F                      Bb                    F                                    C  
  By men with rules and regulations, using old superstitions and
     Bb                      C                    F  
  Tales to assume control,
             C                            Dm                    Bb                                         C                         Bb  
  But all their dreams of glory, all their schemes and stories,
F                                    Gm                            C  
  Will come to nothing after all,
                                Dm            Bb                                    Am                         Bb  
  Because a power greater from the world's creator,
                          F                                            C                                 Dm    Bb  
  Gave us love to light the mirror of the soul,
                  F                                              C                                 F      Dm  Bb  C  Bb  
  Only love can light the mirror of the soul,
F                                    Gm                            C  
  They come to nothing after all,
                                Dm            Bb                                    Am                         Bb  
  Because a power greater from the world's creator,
                          F                                            C