Misc Originals – D-Money - Evangelical Trumpets (Guitar)

Em                 C
In the heart of the square,

G                    D
Stands a man with golden hair,

Em                   C
Promises of greatness, wealth untold,

G                    D
But the price is a conscience sold.

C             G
Oh, how the bells toll,

D                Em
For the soul that’s been sold,

C                G
In the name of power, losing sight,

D                    Em
Of what’s morally right.

Em                 C
Words of division, in the air,

G                   D
Yet the crowd, they just stare,

Em                      C
Ignoring the truth for a gilded lie,

G                         D
Blind to the tears that the angels cry.

C             G
Oh, how the bells toll,

D                Em
For the soul that’s been sold,

C                G
In the race to the throne, lost their way,

D                   Em
In the blinding fray.

Am                     Em
Whispers of love, now drowned by shouts,

F                         C
Truths twisted into fearful doubts,

Am                      Em
A cross stands tall, but the path strays,

F                       D
In the maze of power’s alluring haze.

C             G
Oh, how the bells toll,

D                Em
For the soul that’s been sold,

C                G
In the echo of power’s call,

D                   Em
Watch the faithful fall.

Em              C
In the fading light, a reflection true,

G                 D
Of what we lost, and the cost undue,

Em                 C
In the pursuit of a tarnished crown,

G                   D
Morals lost, humanity down.