Verse
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Organ grinder’s henchmen shaking their coins in time-
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“Guild of Mute Assassins will convene at a quarter to nine.”
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Behind the court house atop a scaffold stands a man with a bag for a face
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“You will not have learned until I return to give my executioner the chase.”
[Chorus]
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The swinging of its censers, the silence of its members
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins
D# A#
From the places in-between that are so seldom seen
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins
[Verse 2]
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Widow in the furrow with thimbles hasn’t seen her face in years
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Kneels into a puddled reflection to find it is just as she’s feared
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In the Garden the Archangel, sword above his head
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“You will not return until you have learned what you’ve forfeited.”
[Chorus]
Cm D# A#
The swinging of its censers, the silence of its members
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins
D# A#
From the places in-between that are so seldom seen
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins
[Verse 3]
Cm D# A# Cm
Baby on a threshold with silver. Breath rises from its lips
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Beam of yellow light from a doorway and the figure of a silhouette
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In the cradle a wood stiletto rattles like a barrel of bones
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Another journeyman with passion silently recites the oath
[Chorus]
Cm D# A#
The swinging of its censers, the silence of its members
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins
D# A#
From the places in-between that are so seldom seen
Cm
Oh, the Guild of Mute Assassins