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...