Heretic

Bm

Inevitably

G

It's starting to bleed

D A

And couldn't be stopped, that's justice

Bm G D

Incredible luck, to lift and be struck

A

What curious things..

Bm G D A

Piano Solo

Bm G

A moment to think, before we will sing

D A

The beauties alined, so sweetly

Bm G

And don't be afraid, don't be afraid

D A

Don't be afraid...

Repeat: Bm G D A

Bm G

Does this look like that?

D

(My bumpkin boy)

A

How cruel you get

I've started again

(My bumpkin boy)

To miss your hands

What carnage you've left

(My bumpkin boy)

And you were dead

Remember your flesh

(My bumpkin boy)

To see us break

Our souls are unrest

What kind of pride is this?

Dry your, dry your eyes

The salt is warmed

If burning the flesh means finding the one

Does this look like that?

(My bumpkin boy)

How cruel you get

I've started again

(My bumpkin boy)

To miss your hands

What carnage you've left

(My bumpkin boy)

And you were dead

Remember your flesh

(My bumpkin boy)

To see us break

(Flesh is heretic

My body is a witch

I am burning it)

My bumpkin boy

How cruel you get

I've started again

My bumpkin boy

To miss your hand...