The Last Pale Light In The West

Tom : G

[Intro]
  Em                        G
In my hands, I hold the ashes
In my veins, black pitch drums
Dark clouds gather 'round me
Due northwest, the soul is bound
And I ask for no redemption
In this cold and barron place
  C       Em         D         C
In my chest, if I can catch this
In my way, the setting sun
And I will go on ahead, free
There's a light yet to be found
Still I see the faint reflection
And so by it, I got my way
Chorus
  Em      D         C         G
The last pale light in the west
The last pale light in the west