Verse
D#m B
Born in a sorry cot, left on the stairs of the cold stone
C# A#7
Damned to be scorned, in darkness, damned to be alone
D#m B
Taken by the church, his soul will be a slave of God
C# A#7
In the belfry's beauty is his figure something odd
[Pre-Chorus 1]
B F# C# D#m
We see the hunchback in Notre Dame
B F# C# A#7
Dancing on the tallest to-wers
D#m A#7 C# Fm
Arcades and spires, filling his heart
D#m A#7 C# G#
Deep like the choir, fine like the art
D#m A#7
Is the place my cell, is it?
C# G#
Is God's home my hell?
B F# G#
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
A#7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
D#m B
I am grim, full of gloom
C# F#
In my dim gothic tomb
B F# G#m
But the bells in my heart chime forever
D#m B
With the ding that be-longs
C# F#
To the king of their songs
B F# C# D#m
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
[Verse 2]
D#m B
In the wheel of life, he is a horror for the crowd
C# A#7
When will be the time he'll see the sun between the clouds?
D#m B
Looking at the bells he thinks about his tragic fate
C# A#7
Wants to be a rock or metal like his soulless mates
[Pre-Chorus 2]
B F# C# D#m
We hear the hunchback in Notre Dame
B F# C# A#7
Crying on the tallest to-wers
D#m A#7 C# Fm
Gargoyles and columns, his reality
D#m A#7 C# G#
Chants which are solemn, his agony
D#m A#7
Is the place my cell, is it?
C# G#
Is God's home my hell?
B F# G#
Oh, my body imprisons my poor soul
A#7
Until I toll
[Chorus]
D#m B
I am grim, full of gloom
C# F#
In my dim gothic tomb
B F# G#m
But the bells in my heart chime forever
D#m B
With the ding that belongs
C# F#
To the king of their songs
B F# C#
I'm the sound of Notre Dame
(Repeat to End)