Tom: C C 332010 Em 022100 F* 133210 Am 002210 G 320003 C C Em Waking from the fields, F Am G from the decade of the beast C On a new road Em F Am G with no true north, I see it C Em Well, there's doubt in every face F Am G And there's a liar here on the stage C What good is it Em F Am G if he don't himself believe in it? F Am G Every cloud rings out a warning F Am G C Em Get ready for the storm, it's coming F Am G It's coming C Em There's a slap back in the face F Am G For a sin you can't erase C Em And a coin drop in the box F Am G don't change the meaning F Am G There's a storm and it's a-raging F Am G In the belly of the slave and C Em F Am G It's coming, it's coming C Em F Am G It's coming, it's coming C F Am G When the wind howls at your gate F Am G Already it is too late C Em F Am G It's coming, it's coming