Biografía:
The Dear Hunter es un proyecto del músico Casey Crescenzo (integrante de la banda de Post Hardcore "The Receiving End Of Sirens") que comenzó en el año 2005. Casey toca el Rhodes Piano, Guitarra y Voz junto a Erick Serna (Guitarra y Coros), Nate Patterson (Bajo), Andy Wildrick (Guitarra, Teclados y Coros) y Nick Crescenzo (Batería y Coros).
Su sonido es un híbrido, que a veces presenta orquestaciones y a veces riffs de Post Hardcore, pero siempre
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Otras canciones:
- Home
- Is There Anybody Here
- Life And Death
- Saved
- The Canopy
- The Squeaky Wheel
- No God (White)
- A Beginning
- A Night On The Town
- A Sea Of Solid Earth
- A Sua Voz
- All Is As All Should Be
- An Escape
- At The End Of The Earth
- Battesimo Del Fuoco
- Beyond The Pale
- Black Sandy Beaches
- Blood
- Blood Of The Rose
- Bring You Down
- Cascade
- Crow And Cackle
- Cycles
- Dear Ms Leading
- Deny It All
- Dig Your Own Grave
- Dont Look Back
- Evicted
- Fall And Flee
- Filth And Squalor
- Girl
- Gloria
- Go Get Your Gun
- He Said He Had A Story
- His Hands Matched His Tongue
- If All Goes Well
- In Cauda Venemum
- Isabella
- King Of Swords Reversed
- Let Go
- Light
- Like Crazy
- Lillian
- Lost But Not All Gone
- Mandala
- Marialenas Song
- Melpomene
- Middle Ground
- Misplaced Devotion
- Mr Malum
- Mr Usher On His Way To Town
- Mrmalum
- Mustard Gas
- No God
- Old Demons
- Ouroboros
- Owls
- Progress
- Rebirth
- Red Hands
- Regress
- Remembered
- Shake Me Awake
- Shame
- Shes Always Singing
- Shouting At The Rain
- Smiling Swine
- Son And Father
- Sweet Naivete
- The Bitter Suite I And Ii Meeting Ms Leading And Through The Dime
- The Bitter Suite Iii
- The Bitter Suite Iv And V The Congregation And The Sermon In The Silt
- The Bitter Suite Vi
- The Church And The Dime
- The Collapse Of The Great Tide Cliffs
- The Dead Dont Starve
- The Fire
- The Flame Is Gone
- The Haves Have Naught
- The Inheritance
- The Inquiry Of Ms Terri
- The Kiss Of Life
- The Lake And The River
- The Line
- The Love
- The March
- The Moon Awake
- The Most Cursed Of Hands Who Am I
- The Old Haunt
- The Oracles On The Delphi Express
- The Pimp And The Priest
- The Poison Woman
- The Procession
- The Revival
- The Right Wrong
- The Tank
- The Thief
- Things That Hide Away
- This Beautiful Life
- This Body
- This Vicious Place
- Too Late
- Trapdoor
- Tripping In Triplets
- Untitled Soul Song
- Vital Vessle Vindicates
- Wait
- Waves
- Weve Got A Score To Settle
- What It Means To Be Alone
- What You Said
- Where The Road Parts
- Whisper
- Witness Me
- Writing On A Wall
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Verse]
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that shopkeeper peddling his wares
B Cm B Cm
Shouting his sales pitch, but nobody cares
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what keeps him there, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
Begging for gold as his hair turns to gray?
[Interlude]
Bb Fm
[Chorus]
Ebm Db B
Blindly they’re bounding apace;
Ebm Db B
Starving for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a fool would make martyrs from heathens
Bbm Abm Eb
And find them so lively when they’re barely breathing
Abm7 Eb
Just barely breathing…
[Interlude]
Ab Fm Ab Fm B Cm
[Verse]
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that toymaker grinding his gears
B Cm B Cm
Turning no profit but he doesn’t care
Ab Fm Ab Fm
He keeps smiles on faces and, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
The children keep sadness and suffering at bay
[Interlude]
Bb Fm
[Chorus]
Ebm Db B
Blissfully bounding apace
Ebm Db B
Searching for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a monster makes fodder from saints
Bbm Abm Eb
And finds them so worthless when they’re full of grace
Abm7 Eb
So full of grace…
[Bridge]
B
But what better use of hookers and thieves
Db Bbm
Than greasing the wheels of perfect machines that hum into life a harmony of industry
Abm7
But what is the use of cutting them down;
Abm7
To smother and choke the souls of our town?
Eb
I know there is another way…
[Duet] {listen for the exact chord changes}
B
But, what is so wrong with giving them purpose?
(Just how could you weed them out?)
(Degrading them without a doubt)
Db
A man like yourself could give worth to the worthless
(You’re bleeding them dry)
Bbm Abm7
(They live and die like you and I…)
Abm7
Without the guidance of rulers and tyrants
(… and under your guidance; the hands of a tyrant)
B Eb
These people will just tear themselves apart
(They’ll just tear themselves apart)
[Verse]
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that charlatan steeped in deceit
B Cm B Cm
A threat to the young; to the old and the meek
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what made him so vicious; so sick
B Cm
So far out of balance;
B Cm
So cruel and so callous;
B Cm
So married to malice?
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that shopkeeper peddling his wares
B Cm B Cm
Shouting his sales pitch, but nobody cares
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what keeps him there, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
Begging for gold as his hair turns to gray?
[Interlude]
Bb Fm
[Chorus]
Ebm Db B
Blindly they’re bounding apace;
Ebm Db B
Starving for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a fool would make martyrs from heathens
Bbm Abm Eb
And find them so lively when they’re barely breathing
Abm7 Eb
Just barely breathing…
[Interlude]
Ab Fm Ab Fm B Cm
[Verse]
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that toymaker grinding his gears
B Cm B Cm
Turning no profit but he doesn’t care
Ab Fm Ab Fm
He keeps smiles on faces and, day after day,
B Cm B Cm
The children keep sadness and suffering at bay
[Interlude]
Bb Fm
[Chorus]
Ebm Db B
Blissfully bounding apace
Ebm Db B
Searching for mercy in a merciless place
Bbm Abm Eb
Only a monster makes fodder from saints
Bbm Abm Eb
And finds them so worthless when they’re full of grace
Abm7 Eb
So full of grace…
[Bridge]
B
But what better use of hookers and thieves
Db Bbm
Than greasing the wheels of perfect machines that hum into life a harmony of industry
Abm7
But what is the use of cutting them down;
Abm7
To smother and choke the souls of our town?
Eb
I know there is another way…
[Duet] {listen for the exact chord changes}
B
But, what is so wrong with giving them purpose?
(Just how could you weed them out?)
(Degrading them without a doubt)
Db
A man like yourself could give worth to the worthless
(You’re bleeding them dry)
Bbm Abm7
(They live and die like you and I…)
Abm7
Without the guidance of rulers and tyrants
(… and under your guidance; the hands of a tyrant)
B Eb
These people will just tear themselves apart
(They’ll just tear themselves apart)
[Verse]
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Just look at that charlatan steeped in deceit
B Cm B Cm
A threat to the young; to the old and the meek
Ab Fm Ab Fm
Don’t you wonder what made him so vicious; so sick
B Cm
So far out of balance;
B Cm
So cruel and so callous;
B Cm
So married to malice?
The Devoted Few
The Diamonds
The Dillards
The Dirty Heads
The Distillers