Discover 'Arrows and Guns: Tears of Nebilyer' by The Balladeers of Nebilyer, a poignant folk ballad that delves into the pains and conflicts of battle. With haunting lyrics and a compelling melody, this song explores the contrasts between the wounds of arrows and the finality of guns, leaving listeners reflecting on the price of war and the hope for peace.
π΅ **Arrows and Guns: Tears of Nebilyer** π΅
(Verse)
Arrows wound, but leave a trace,
In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place.
Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife,
A dance of honor, etching memories for life.
Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand,
Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand.
Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won,
Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone.
(Bridge)
The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet,
Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray.
Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true,
While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue.
(Chorus)
Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time,
Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime.
Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled,
And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled.
(Outro)
So let the weeping be our requiem song,
For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong.
May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray,
And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. πΏπΉπ
πΆβ¨
π΅ **Arrows and Guns: Tears of Nebilyer** π΅ (Verse) G D Em C Arrows wound, but leave a trace, G D Em C In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place. G D Em C Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife, G D Em C A dance of honor, etching memories for life. G D Em C Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand, G D Em C Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand. G D Em C Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won, G D Em C Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone. (Bridge) Am Em G D The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet, Am Em G D Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray. Am Em G D Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true, Am Em G D While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue. (Chorus) C G D Em Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time, C G D Em Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime. C G D Em Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled, C G D Em And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled. (Outro) G D Em C So let the weeping be our requiem song, G D Em C For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong. G D Em C May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray, G D Em C And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. πΏπΉπ πΆβ¨
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π΅ **"Arrows and Guns
Tears of Nebilyer"** π΅
(Verse)
Arrows wound, but leave a trace,
In the heart's quiet chamber, they find their place.
Each shaft whispers stories of courage and strife,
A dance of honor, etching memories for life.
Guns, relentless, wielded by fate's cruel hand,
Their cold metal kisses extinguish dreams on demand.
Smoke-choked skies witness battles lost and won,
Yet in the aftermath, there's only weeping, none undone.
(Bridge)
The warrior dance unfolds, a tragic ballet,
Limbs entwined, shadows cast in twilight's gray.
Arrows seek justice, their flight swift and true,
While guns, unfeeling, paint the earth crimson hue.
(Chorus)
Arrows wound, but hearts mend with time,
Their echoes linger, like ancient bells' chime.
Guns kill, leaving voids that can't be filled,
And in the silence, tears flow, hearts stilled.
(Outro)
So let the weeping be our requiem song,
For those lost to arrows and guns, right and wrong.
May peace someday rise, like dawn's golden ray,
And heal the wounds that neither weapon can sway. πΏπΉπ
πΆβ¨
Folk song