Intro
G#m E B E x2
Verse:
G#m E B E
G# moon-piece to fetch up the golden cup
G#m E B E
G# snow-piece to avoid the great heat of the sun
G#m E B E
Is kept in the night and by the light of the moon
G#m E B E
G#m E B E
An ice-piece so as they seem forever fallen
G#m E B E
G# night-piece of the dismal supper and strange entertainment
G#m E B E
G#m E B E
G# rare chance-piece, a handsome piece of deformity
G#m E B E
The skin of a snake bred out of the spinal marrow of a man
G#m E B E
G#m E
B E
With stones and illegible inscriptions found about great ruins
G#m E
B E G#m
Pictures of three remarkable steeples, or towers
E B E G#m
Built purposely awry, so as they seem eternally tipping and falling
E B E
G#m E B E
G# transcendent perfume made of the richest odorates
G#m E B E
Kept in a box of translucent scale
G#m E B E
G#m E B E G#m E B E
G# glass of spirits made of ethereal salt, hermetically sealed up
G#m E B E
Kept continually in quicksilver, of so volatile a nature
G#m E B E
That it will scarcely endure the light
G#m E B E
And therefore only shown in winter
G#m E B E
Or by the light of a carbuncle, or a firefly
G#m E B E
G#m E B E
And batwings
G#m E B E
And batwings
G#m E B E
And batwings sing this limnal hymn
G#m E B E G#m E B E
G# wideness opening and closing to keep the darkness sealed within
G#m E B E
To keep the darkness sealed within
G#m E B E
To keep the darkness sealed within
G#m E B E
To keep the darkness sealed within
G#m E B E
To keep the darkness sealed within
G#m E B E
G# moon-piece to fetch up the golden cup
G#m E B E
[Singing in a mysterious language]