Chords for Aurelio Voltaire - The Conqueror Worm (OFFICIAL) with LYRICS
Tempo:
74.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Gm
Dm
Cm
D
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Gm] [Bb] [Dm]
[Gm] [Bb] [F]
[Gm] [Bb] [Am]
[Gm] [Bb] [Am]
[Dm] [Gm] Low, tis the gala [Gm] night Within the lonesome [Dm] latter [Bb] years
An angel thronged, be winked, be [Bb] died in veils [F] And drowned in [Gm] tears
Sit in a theater to [Bb] see a play [D] Of hopes and [Gm] fears
While the orchestra breathes fitfully [Bb] The music of [Dm] the spheres
[A] [Am] [Gm] Rhymes in the form of God on [Bb] high They mutter [D] and muffle, [Gm] oh and tither
And pithy [Bb] fly mere puppets they [Dm] who come and go
[Gm] At the bidding of vast formless [Bb] things That shift the [Dm] scenery to and [Gm] fro
Flapping from out their condor [Bb] wings [Dm] [Bb] Invisible [Cm] woe
[Gm]
[Bb] [Am] [Cm] [Gm]
[Bb] [Dm]
That [G] motley drama, oh [Dm] be [Bb] sure it shall [Dm] not Be forgot with its [G] phantom chaste
Forevermore [Gm] by a crowd [Dm] That sees it not through a [Gm] circle
It ever [Bb] returneth in [F] to the self-same [Cm] spot And much of [Gm] madness and more of sin
[Bb] And horror, [Dm] the soul [Gm] of the plot [Bb]
[Dm] [Gm] But see amid the mimic [Bb] crowd
A crawling [Dm] shape [Gm] intrude A blood-red thing that rides from out
[Bb] The scenic [D] solitude [G] It rides, it rides with mortal [Bb] pangs
The mimes [D] become its [Gm] food In serif sob at vermin [Bb] fangs
In human [F] gore [Cm] imbued [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [C] [Gm] [Bb]
[D] [Dm]
[G] Out of the lights, out [Bb] all and over
[Dm] Each quivering [Gm] from the curtain A funeral pall [Bb] comes down
[D] With the rush [Dm] of a storm [Gm] while the angels All pallid and [Bb] one uprising
[F] One failing affirm [Gm] That the play is the tragedy man
[Bb] And its hero, [A] the [C] conqueror worm
[Gm] [Bb] [Dm] [C] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[D]
[Gm]
[Gm] [Bb] [F]
[Gm] [Bb] [Am]
[Gm] [Bb] [Am]
[Dm] [Gm] Low, tis the gala [Gm] night Within the lonesome [Dm] latter [Bb] years
An angel thronged, be winked, be [Bb] died in veils [F] And drowned in [Gm] tears
Sit in a theater to [Bb] see a play [D] Of hopes and [Gm] fears
While the orchestra breathes fitfully [Bb] The music of [Dm] the spheres
[A] [Am] [Gm] Rhymes in the form of God on [Bb] high They mutter [D] and muffle, [Gm] oh and tither
And pithy [Bb] fly mere puppets they [Dm] who come and go
[Gm] At the bidding of vast formless [Bb] things That shift the [Dm] scenery to and [Gm] fro
Flapping from out their condor [Bb] wings [Dm] [Bb] Invisible [Cm] woe
[Gm]
[Bb] [Am] [Cm] [Gm]
[Bb] [Dm]
That [G] motley drama, oh [Dm] be [Bb] sure it shall [Dm] not Be forgot with its [G] phantom chaste
Forevermore [Gm] by a crowd [Dm] That sees it not through a [Gm] circle
It ever [Bb] returneth in [F] to the self-same [Cm] spot And much of [Gm] madness and more of sin
[Bb] And horror, [Dm] the soul [Gm] of the plot [Bb]
[Dm] [Gm] But see amid the mimic [Bb] crowd
A crawling [Dm] shape [Gm] intrude A blood-red thing that rides from out
[Bb] The scenic [D] solitude [G] It rides, it rides with mortal [Bb] pangs
The mimes [D] become its [Gm] food In serif sob at vermin [Bb] fangs
In human [F] gore [Cm] imbued [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [C] [Gm] [Bb]
[D] [Dm]
[G] Out of the lights, out [Bb] all and over
[Dm] Each quivering [Gm] from the curtain A funeral pall [Bb] comes down
[D] With the rush [Dm] of a storm [Gm] while the angels All pallid and [Bb] one uprising
[F] One failing affirm [Gm] That the play is the tragedy man
[Bb] And its hero, [A] the [C] conqueror worm
[Gm] [Bb] [Dm] [C] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[Dm] [Cm] [Gm] [Bb]
[D]
[Gm]
Key:
Bb
Gm
Dm
Cm
D
Bb
Gm
Dm
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] Low, tis the gala [Gm] night Within the lonesome [Dm] latter [Bb] years
An angel thronged, be winked, be [Bb] died in veils [F] And drowned in [Gm] tears
Sit in a theater to [Bb] see a play [D] Of hopes and [Gm] fears
While the orchestra breathes fitfully [Bb] The music of [Dm] the spheres _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ [Gm] Rhymes in the form of God on [Bb] high They mutter [D] and muffle, [Gm] oh and tither
And pithy [Bb] fly mere puppets they [Dm] who come and go
[Gm] At the bidding of vast formless [Bb] things That shift the [Dm] scenery to and [Gm] fro
Flapping from out their condor [Bb] wings _ [Dm] [Bb] Invisible [Cm] woe
[Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ That [G] motley drama, oh [Dm] be [Bb] sure it shall [Dm] not Be forgot with its [G] phantom chaste
Forevermore [Gm] by a crowd [Dm] That sees it not through a [Gm] circle
It ever [Bb] returneth in [F] to the self-same [Cm] spot And much of [Gm] madness and more of sin
[Bb] And horror, [Dm] the soul [Gm] of the plot _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Dm] _ [Gm] But see amid the mimic [Bb] crowd
A crawling [Dm] shape [Gm] intrude A blood-red thing that rides from out
[Bb] The scenic [D] solitude [G] It rides, it rides with mortal [Bb] pangs
The mimes [D] become its [Gm] food In serif sob at vermin [Bb] fangs
In human [F] gore [Cm] imbued _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[G] Out of the lights, out [Bb] all and over
[Dm] Each quivering [Gm] from the curtain A funeral pall [Bb] comes down
[D] With the rush [Dm] of a storm [Gm] while the angels All pallid and [Bb] one uprising
[F] One failing affirm [Gm] That the play is the tragedy man
[Bb] And its hero, [A] the [C] conqueror worm
[Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [F] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [Gm] Low, tis the gala [Gm] night Within the lonesome [Dm] latter [Bb] years
An angel thronged, be winked, be [Bb] died in veils [F] And drowned in [Gm] tears
Sit in a theater to [Bb] see a play [D] Of hopes and [Gm] fears
While the orchestra breathes fitfully [Bb] The music of [Dm] the spheres _ _
_ [A] _ _ [Am] _ [Gm] Rhymes in the form of God on [Bb] high They mutter [D] and muffle, [Gm] oh and tither
And pithy [Bb] fly mere puppets they [Dm] who come and go
[Gm] At the bidding of vast formless [Bb] things That shift the [Dm] scenery to and [Gm] fro
Flapping from out their condor [Bb] wings _ [Dm] [Bb] Invisible [Cm] woe
[Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ That [G] motley drama, oh [Dm] be [Bb] sure it shall [Dm] not Be forgot with its [G] phantom chaste
Forevermore [Gm] by a crowd [Dm] That sees it not through a [Gm] circle
It ever [Bb] returneth in [F] to the self-same [Cm] spot And much of [Gm] madness and more of sin
[Bb] And horror, [Dm] the soul [Gm] of the plot _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
[Dm] _ [Gm] But see amid the mimic [Bb] crowd
A crawling [Dm] shape [Gm] intrude A blood-red thing that rides from out
[Bb] The scenic [D] solitude [G] It rides, it rides with mortal [Bb] pangs
The mimes [D] become its [Gm] food In serif sob at vermin [Bb] fangs
In human [F] gore [Cm] imbued _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[G] Out of the lights, out [Bb] all and over
[Dm] Each quivering [Gm] from the curtain A funeral pall [Bb] comes down
[D] With the rush [Dm] of a storm [Gm] while the angels All pallid and [Bb] one uprising
[F] One failing affirm [Gm] That the play is the tragedy man
[Bb] And its hero, [A] the [C] conqueror worm
[Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Dm] _ _ [C] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _