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