Biografía:
Turisas es un grupo de música formado en 1997, englobado dentro del folk metal con temática heroica (erroneamente identificado como viking metal, ellos crearon su "battle metal")Toman su nombre de Turisas, un antiguo dios de la guerra finlandés.
Sus melodías combinan el folk y el viking metal, es decir, letras épicas o de batallas nórdicas (vikingos), voz gutural, todo tipo de juegos con las guitarras y la batería, y mucha sinfonía de violines, trompetas, coros etc.
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One More - Turisas - Battle Metal
This is my first tab - these are not the chords in the song, but they’re the ones
I use, and they work if you want to play an acoustic version, and why wouldn’t you?
Happy strumming :P
Am G E
Gathered round the wooden table
Am G E
Same tavern as the nights before
Am G E
I brace myself against the gable
Am G E
Sunlight pushes its way through the gap in the door
Am G E
As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
Am G E
I stand up and raise my pint up high
Am G D
One more for our brothers who fought beside us
Am G D
One more and forward again
Am G D
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
C D E
Until we'll meet again
Staring at the stools not taken
I reach for my tankard of ale
The silence remains unbroken
All you hear is a tinkle of mail
As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my pint up high
One more for our brothers...
(I’m not sure here - try palm muting A5 and strumming it?)
Like a raging thunderstorm we flew down the forested hill
Tree-trunks and rocks passing by
The endless ranks stood waiting out in the open field
My fingers gripped the handle of my sword
With full power we smashed into their lines
The ground shook, swords tasted flesh
Hooves trampling over men screaming for their lives
The battle raged until both troops were threshed
Am G C E
Grief no more over friends who died
Am D E
That day will come to us all
Am G C E
Until then we shall fight with pride
G D E
Raise our pints till the dawn
Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Side by side we shall ride once more
When the Horn calls for War
Feeling low and heavy hearted
Interrupted by a distant alarm
Seems like the war has started
May it be for our brothers in arms
Once again the golden sunbeam reaches my eyes
I stand up and raise my sword up high
One more for our brothers...
Thanks for giving this a go!
This is my first tab - these are not the chords in the song, but they’re the ones
I use, and they work if you want to play an acoustic version, and why wouldn’t you?
Happy strumming :P
Am G E
Gathered round the wooden table
Am G E
Same tavern as the nights before
Am G E
I brace myself against the gable
Am G E
Sunlight pushes its way through the gap in the door
Am G E
As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
Am G E
I stand up and raise my pint up high
Am G D
One more for our brothers who fought beside us
Am G D
One more and forward again
Am G D
Once more, we'll fight and conquer
C D E
Until we'll meet again
Staring at the stools not taken
I reach for my tankard of ale
The silence remains unbroken
All you hear is a tinkle of mail
As the golden sunbeams reach my eyes
I stand up and raise my pint up high
One more for our brothers...
(I’m not sure here - try palm muting A5 and strumming it?)
Like a raging thunderstorm we flew down the forested hill
Tree-trunks and rocks passing by
The endless ranks stood waiting out in the open field
My fingers gripped the handle of my sword
With full power we smashed into their lines
The ground shook, swords tasted flesh
Hooves trampling over men screaming for their lives
The battle raged until both troops were threshed
Am G C E
Grief no more over friends who died
Am D E
That day will come to us all
Am G C E
Until then we shall fight with pride
G D E
Raise our pints till the dawn
Grief no more over friends who died
That day will come to us all
Side by side we shall ride once more
When the Horn calls for War
Feeling low and heavy hearted
Interrupted by a distant alarm
Seems like the war has started
May it be for our brothers in arms
Once again the golden sunbeam reaches my eyes
I stand up and raise my sword up high
One more for our brothers...
Thanks for giving this a go!
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