E-mail: [email protected] REAL FANS SUPPORT BANDS BY PURCHASING THEIR CD'S!!! . = Palm-Muted ~ = hold note ^ = vibrate p = pull off h = hammer on / = slide up \ = slide down ----Found this song at YT, dont know were it comes from. maybe an EP. i dont know what band has written it, but it sounds cool ^^---- UPDATE 05/09/2010 some minor changes, riffs added. and i forgot to write down minor chords :S sorry... and a capo version is added! SCROLL DOWN FOR THE CAPO VERSION!!! Piano Riff (Intro): thanks to cachuchis for the riff ;D --Intro-- Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe There's people always dying trying to keep them alive There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight In an abandoned building where The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world Four winds blowing through her hair But when great Satan's gone, the Whore of Babylon She just can't sustain, the pressure where it's placed She caves She caves... --Interlude-- The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth Still, they're pouring over sanskrit under ivy league moons While shadows lengthen in the sun Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines Four winds, cry until it comes And it's the Sum of Man, Slouching towards Bethlehem A heart just can't contain, All of that empty space It breaks, it breaks... It breaks! --Interlude-- Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead They said, "You'd better look alive" Now it's off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East I've buried my ballast, I made my peace Heard four winds leveling the pines But when great Satan's gone, The whore of Babylon She just can't remain, With all that outer space She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves She breaks You'd better look alive --Outro-- (fade out) ------------ CAPO VERSION! Capo 3 --Intro-- Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe There's people always dying trying to keep them alive There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight In an abandoned building where The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world Four winds blowing through her hair But when great Satan's gone, the Whore of Babylon She just can't sustain, the pressure where it's placed She caves She caves... --Interlude-- The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth Still, they're pouring over sanskrit under ivy league moons While shadows lengthen in the sun Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines Four winds, cry until it comes And it's the Sum of Man, Slouching towards Bethlehem A heart just can't contain, All of that empty space It breaks, it breaks... It breaks! --Interlude-- Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead They said, "You'd better look alive" Now it's off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East I've buried my ballast, I made my peace Heard four winds leveling the pines But when great Satan's gone, The whore of Babylon She just can't remain, With all that outer space She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves She breaks You'd better look alive --Outro-- (fade out) Thats it! I hope this helped, please rate, comment and correct me! Cheers...