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