Chords for Circle of Tyrants - Theatre of Creeps

Tempo:
87.05 bpm
Chords used:

Fm

B

Db

E

Eb

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Circle of Tyrants - Theatre of Creeps chords
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[E]
[Db] [Fm]
[B]
[F] [B]
[Fm] [E] [C]
[Db] [Dm]
[Fm] [B]
[Fm] [G] I [Ab] sent you all to Satan, sent you to the devil, [Eb] decarbonated, splattered, degraded, rather
amazing matters, in [Fm] ancient manifestations, accountable data related to random standards
and cases, fuckin' faggots stabbed in they faces, buckets of acid, hitchhiking with truckers
and [Bm] traffickers, stuck on a path where the outcome is nothing but tragic, [Fm] my outer appearance
is nothing but average, inside [B] of my brain structure the [Eb] primary function is madness,
[Fm] torching these traitors, putting blow torches to faces, [E] corpses in [C] my basement, torsos are
my favorite, art [Db] chops is invigorating, killing you is refreshing and [Dm] liberating, playing
with the dead is extensively [Fm] titillating, humans are extremely expensive but really
[B] tasty, sell you on the black market in pieces to anybody [Fm] you pace me, limited quantity,
culinary [G] sodomy, unique cuisine, delicacy, the ultimate [Eb] equality, I'm olgaresh as [Ab] vulgar
as you could get, cut out your [Gm] balls for my cult of the dead, eat from your skull, pulverize
like a [Db] vulture's molars, my goal is icing up Cindy Margolith and placing her [Fm] flesh on
slices and syrping you hemoglobin ices, crisis, I'm savage, autistic like the vampire [B] of
parasadistics, start a campfire, reminisce of magic [Fm] is lifted, blast through a pillow,
I'm a sick [F] bastard like Sandre Chikatilo, Slay the Padre, watch the silhouette of a
killer glow, dusted like Krebs' artwork, like Karka's [E] heartwork, like an oddbox,
searching through organs like Carpodge rocking [Db] a car, ritual sacrifices, human [Bb] appetizers,
I capitalize on this cannibalism, violent [Fm] advertisements, my cypher of tyrants, a tri-foot
and pirate, [B] like Lyfus that killed wifey with knives, or violent Vikings and [Fm] Isaac, smacking
Satan, invading your crib like Patrick [Bm] Bateman, with a hatchet waiting, [G] making a theatrical
statement, [Abm] you call me fondle corpse, you cater for every occasion, [Eb] home invasion,
caving in brains, that's what I call entertainment, [Db] anachronistic, with your biscuits and clipped
through your [Fm] discus, a court finder, cause I'm down to the last six on my hit list,
I'm a sick kid, pieces of skull and blood on my [Bm] tits, too much crown acid, used to be
in love with the business [Fm] of killings, envision your skull with another innocent victim,
[B] buried face down, you're similar [Eb] to a faggot who takes it in, [Fm] I'm basically a wasted skin,
I've been turning sentiments, [E] telegram, a batty calc, your two legs, shattered next
to the [Db] hexagram, I handicam it, I made like squeaky and stetch it, [Bb] my circle fam is supreme,
bandage merged like speed [Fm] hens, there's dirt on your canvas, you're short so fuck short
it and [B] dance it, saw off your legs and walk on your hands like you were [Fm] dancing,
smart for the pigs, new shit than cartons of wigs, [G] to kill a smile, you load a suit
when the carving begins, in [Ab] the prints of evil devils, cartons of guns and the cart
[Eb] lids, you fuck your faggot folks, a bunch of sluts that'll suck [F] dick, we bust clips
and cocks, and trust [Fm] kids with glocks, we'll thrust in the ox, so puff strips and trots,
rocking bloody bolt chains, in veins my pulse [Bm] trains, known to indulge in pain, cracked
skulls, exposed [Fm] brains, my heart's forsaken me, [F] this pork is cooking in my [B] bakery, scraping
off your skin, I string it up, my wall is [Fm] drapery, dramatically battering you, emphatically
[E] splattering you, sporadically [C] ravaging like a scavenger do, [Db] sharpening claws, ripped and
tore your shit, your dead is short a [Dm] twitch bitch, your blood and piss is pouring out
of every orifice, [Fm] caught grizzly and grim, I use my scissors to trim, [G] the glucose from
the host as I efficiently skin, [Fm] spin the record around, I chop your ventricles down, [G] you see
my tentacles found you, now you enter the [Ab] ground, circulatory, [Eb] [E]
[Db] [Fm]
circulatory, circulatory,
[B] like [F] the daughter to death
[B] [Fm] [E] [C]
[Db] [Bb]
[Fm] [B]
[Fm] [Bm]
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E
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Eb
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Fm
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B
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[Db] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ I [Ab] sent you all to Satan, sent you to the devil, [Eb] decarbonated, splattered, degraded, rather
amazing matters, in [Fm] ancient manifestations, accountable data related to random standards
and cases, fuckin' faggots stabbed in they faces, buckets of acid, hitchhiking with truckers
and [Bm] traffickers, stuck on a path where the outcome is nothing but tragic, [Fm] my outer appearance
is nothing but average, inside [B] of my brain structure the [Eb] primary function is madness,
[Fm] torching these traitors, putting blow torches to faces, [E] corpses in [C] my basement, torsos are
my favorite, art [Db] chops is invigorating, killing you is refreshing and [Dm] liberating, playing
with the dead is extensively [Fm] titillating, humans are extremely expensive but really
[B] tasty, sell you on the black market in pieces to anybody [Fm] you pace me, limited quantity,
culinary [G] sodomy, unique cuisine, delicacy, the ultimate [Eb] equality, I'm olgaresh as [Ab] vulgar
as you could get, cut out your [Gm] balls for my cult of the dead, eat from your skull, pulverize
like a [Db] vulture's molars, my goal is icing up Cindy Margolith and placing her [Fm] flesh on
slices and syrping you hemoglobin ices, crisis, I'm savage, autistic like the vampire [B] of
parasadistics, start a campfire, reminisce of magic [Fm] is lifted, blast through a pillow,
I'm a sick [F] bastard like Sandre Chikatilo, Slay the Padre, watch the silhouette of a
killer glow, dusted like Krebs' artwork, like Karka's [E] heartwork, like an oddbox,
searching through organs like Carpodge rocking [Db] a car, ritual sacrifices, human [Bb] appetizers,
I capitalize on this cannibalism, violent [Fm] advertisements, my cypher of tyrants, a tri-foot
and pirate, [B] like Lyfus that killed wifey with knives, or violent Vikings and [Fm] Isaac, smacking
Satan, invading your crib like Patrick [Bm] Bateman, with a hatchet waiting, [G] making a theatrical
statement, [Abm] you call me fondle corpse, you cater for every occasion, [Eb] home invasion,
caving in brains, that's what I call entertainment, [Db] anachronistic, with your biscuits and clipped
through your [Fm] discus, a court finder, cause I'm down to the last six on my hit list,
I'm a sick kid, pieces of skull and blood on my [Bm] tits, too much crown acid, used to be
in love with the business [Fm] of killings, envision your skull with another innocent victim,
[B] buried face down, you're similar [Eb] to a faggot who takes it in, [Fm] I'm basically a wasted skin,
I've been turning sentiments, [E] telegram, a batty calc, your two legs, shattered next
to the [Db] hexagram, I handicam it, I made like squeaky and stetch it, [Bb] my circle fam is supreme,
bandage merged like speed [Fm] hens, there's dirt on your canvas, you're short so fuck short
it and [B] dance it, saw off your legs and walk on your hands like you were [Fm] dancing,
smart for the pigs, new shit than cartons of wigs, [G] to kill a smile, you load a suit
when the carving begins, in [Ab] the prints of evil devils, cartons of guns and the cart
[Eb] lids, you fuck your faggot folks, a bunch of sluts that'll suck [F] dick, we bust clips
and cocks, and trust [Fm] kids with glocks, we'll thrust in the ox, so puff strips and trots,
rocking bloody bolt chains, in veins my pulse [Bm] trains, known to indulge in pain, cracked
skulls, exposed [Fm] brains, my heart's forsaken me, [F] this pork is cooking in my [B] bakery, scraping
off your skin, I string it up, my wall is [Fm] drapery, dramatically battering you, emphatically
[E] splattering you, sporadically [C] ravaging like a scavenger do, [Db] sharpening claws, ripped and
tore your shit, your dead is short a [Dm] twitch bitch, your blood and piss is pouring out
of every orifice, [Fm] caught grizzly and grim, I use my scissors to trim, [G] the glucose from
the host as I efficiently skin, [Fm] spin the record around, I chop your ventricles down, [G] you see
my tentacles found you, now you enter the [Ab] ground, circulatory, _ _ [Eb] _ [E] _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _
circulatory, circulatory,
[B] _ _ like [F] the daughter to death
_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [C] _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _