I In a city of cowards, a shady man waits Ladies in powder, selling off dates Sweet fruit for the harvest at excellent rates / Em D C B7 / C B7 Em B7 / C D EmB7Em / / C D EmB7Em / I A man from the mountain, looking for gold A plan hatched by the fountain, for treasures of old Artifacts for the harvest By adventurers bold / Em D C B7 / C B7 Em B7 / C D EmB7Em / II Head to the bay, where privateers rest A Captain to challenge in combat and best And the crew wanted more than just gold in a chest And these men had an excellent plan / C D G -> Em / C D EmB7Em / C D Em -> G / Am - B7 - / III To ascend the dead hills, where the steppe nomads dance And portend what they will, from a drug-induced trance Rescue innocents captured to finish a plan By a sinister man, who works so he can Talk to Gods never dying, but dreaming and scheming and Trying to bring dust to the land / Am F G E7 / Am Dm F E7 / Dm E7 Am->C / F E7 Am->C / Dm E7 Am E7 / Dm E7 AmE7Am / I^ Run rugged, Give all, There’s Lives on the line Roads flooded, give stall, but they strive through the Brine A Pursuit to the tower Arriving on Time / Am G F E7 / F E7 Am E7 / F G AmE7Am / I^* The robed madman stands, dagger in hand But cannot withstand, the mountainous man, From the mountains who landed and ended the plans To bring old gods and chaos, turn castles to sand / Am G F E7 / F E7 Am E7 / F G AmE7Am / F G AmE7Am / III They returned and commanded the gate to be sealed Renew the old deals, give the world time to heal Keep the gate locked, and maintain the zeal For a world still in shock is an excellent meal For chaos and madness, which must be repealed By trial and error, and belief in the real / Am F G E7 / Am Dm F E7 / Dm E7 Am->C / F E7 Am->C / Dm E7 Am E7 / Dm E7 AmE7Am /