F A7 Dm Dm x3
Bb F
F A Dm
Death she must have been your will
Bb F
A bone beneath the reaper s veil
F A Dm
With your voice my belly sunk
Bb F
And I began to feel so drunk
F A Dm
Candle candle on my clock
Bb
Oh lord I must have heard you
F A7 Dm Bb
knock me out of bed as the flames licked my head
F A7 Dm Bb
and my lungs filled up black in their tiny little shack
F A7 Dm Bb
It was real and I repent all those messages you sent
F A7
clear as day but in the night
Dm Bb
Oh I couldn t get it right
Here is the church and here is the steeple
Open the doors there are the people
And all their little hearts at ease
For another week s disease
And eagle eagle talon scream
I never once left in between
I was on the fence and I never wanted your two cents
Down my throat into the pit with my head upon a spit
Oh reverend please can I chew your ear I've become what I most fear
And I know there s no such thing as ghosts but I have seen the demon host
F A7 Dm Bb x8