Sonata Arctica – Picturing The Past (Guitar)

C#m                        D G#  C#m   
   In a house where no one never sleeps

                            B        C#m
   Lays a man who sees more with his eyes

                        D    G#
   Picturing the past before him

C#m                      B       E
   In a bed, alone, with clothes on

A                     
   Paying for a service 

F#m           E  B   C#m  D  G#  C#m  B  E
   He doesn’t really need

C#m                            D    G#  C#m
   With his eyes, he sees more love and lust

                               B
   More tears, far too much to handle

C#m                       D    G#   
   Can’t tell a soul, not this time

C#m
   They’d lock him right up

A  
   Too much of burning bushes 

F#m             E   B    C#m  D  G#  C#m  B  E
   Too much for his weak soul

A                   
   In his mind, oh so jaded

F#m
   He’s gone too far behind

D                           G#
   Of all the visions seen, this one makes him scream

C#m                    B           C#m
He cannot live neither die in this world

E                   F#m            G#m      C#m
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?

                  B              C#m
Making up for the crimes of your life

     E     
With scythe as your sword

         F#m             G#     C#m   B  A  E  F#m  G#
You must fight ‘till the end of time

D            A        Bm            C#sus4  C#  C#m  B  A  G#
Don’t look behind, or you will fall through the time

C#m                    D   G# C#m  
Only time can make you see behind 

                          B     
Of the curtain hiding the secret

G#  C#m  B  A  F#m  
(No lyrics)

G#                       A
Your time is up when you see the light

G#  C#m  B  A  F#m
(No lyrics)

D                 A                  B
You can live as a noble man but when time

C#sus4       C#   C#m  B  A  G#
You won’t be left behind

C#m                               D  G#  C#m
   With the sound of time ringing in his head

                             B            C#m
   He leaves the house where no one never sleeps

                         D    G# C#m
   Job well done knowing that at least one will be pleased

B  A
   Hiding is always useless

F#m              E    B    C#m  D  G#  C#m  B  E
   Pictures will fade with time

A                              F#m
   Seeking for a winner of the day, prize of life is here

D                          G#
   Of all the visions seen this one makes him scream

C#m                    B           C#m
He cannot live neither die in this world

E                   F#m            G#m      C#m
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?

                  B              C#m
Making up for the crimes of your life

     E     
With scythe as your sword

         F#m             G#     C#m
You must fight ‘till the end of time

C#m                    B           C#m
He cannot live neither die in this world

E                   F#m            G#m      C#m
Burning sensation inside, you know how that hurts?

                  B              C#m
Making up for the crimes of your life

     E     
With scythe as your sword

         F#m             G#     C#m    B  A  G#
You must fight ‘till the end of time