Tom: F
Introdução:
D#m F# C# G#m
Zipping cupid in a body bag well-worn
B F# C#
Next to the mausoleum he was born in
D#m F# C# G#m B
Picking up the pieces of this gory glory of it all
F# C#
From Eve to morn for eve to morn
B F#
Have no fear
G#m D#m
There are wounds that are not meant to heal
C# G#m C#
And they sing, in venere veritas
B F#
Come inside
G#m D#m
Let the fire burn you alive
C# G#m
And sing, baby sing
B C# F# D#m F# G#m
There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all
D#m F#
There's a method to our sadness
C# G#m B
as we drag the mirror ball and chain
F#
Through the twilight
C#
Again dressed up in shame
B F#
Have no fear
G#m D#m
There are wounds that are not meant to heal
C# G#m C#
And they sing, in venere veritas
B F#
Come inside
G#m D#m
Let the fire burn you alive
C# G#m
And sing, baby sing
B C# F# D#m F# G#m
There are wounds that are not meant to heal at all
D#m F# G#m
In venere Veritas