Pray Your Gods
by Toad the Wet Sprocket
(the Fear album)
contributed by Ryan Houlette
[email protected]
Write me if you use this.
This song is mostly an arpeggiated chord over the verses
and a strummed chorus. On the arpeggiation, you basically
just walk the bass note to the chord.
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{verse}
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I will give the secrets you request
and you will be the one to sacrifice
so lay your olive arms across my breast
and sing the poems, free the butterflies
{chorus}
G D
Pray your gods who ask you for your blood
G D
For they are strong and angry jealous ones
G D A G
Or lay upon my altar now your love
G
I fear my time is short
G
There are armies moving close
G
Be quick, my love
{verse -- same riff}
I feel my body weakened by the years
As people turn to gods of cruel design
Is it that they fear the pain of death
Or could it be they fear the joy of life?
{chorus}
G D
Pray your gods who rule you by your fears
G D
For they are quick and ruthless punishers
G D A G
Or lay upon my altar now your love
G
I fear my day is done
G
There are armies moving on
G
Be quick, my love