Verse
B C# A D B
Clean that e-vil mud out your soul
C# A D B
Sweet hea-ven save me from that can-dle
C# A D B
Burned it up it burned, it stank so strong
C# A
Of hell fi-ire...
[Chorus]
A F# C#
...hea-ven can on-ly know
A D A
what un-holy sights and sounds
F# C#
All we in-no-cent babes
A B
has made in them dens
[weird theme]
B C# A D
B C# A D
B C# A D
B C#
[Verse 2]
B C# A D B
All spawn of my own flesh and blood
C# A D B
All spawn of my de-vils's own strumpet
C# A D B
Them ol-den days and them hard times
C# A
and mer-ci-ful...
[Chorus]
F# C#
...hea-ven on-ly knows
A D A
what un-holy sights and sounds
F# C#
All we in-no-cent babes
A G C Bm E
has made in them de -e -e -ens
G C Bm E
[Post-Chorus]
A
Weren't you a-feared lit-tle lambs down
D G
there_In all that dark down there
C F A C G
In that deep place made all flesh all blood
A#
For these eyes of mine
D
What a joy di-vine
[weird theme]
B C# A D
B C# A D
B C# A D
B C# A
Merci-ful...
[Chorus]
F# C#
...hea-ven on-ly knows
A D A
what un-holy sights and sounds
F# C#
All we in-no-cent babes
A G C Bm E
has made in them de -e -e -ens
G C Bm E
[Post-Chorus]
A
Weren't you a-feared lit-tle lambs down
D G
there_In all that dark down there
C F A C G
In that deep place made all flesh all blood
A#
For these eyes of mine
D
What a joy di-vine