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