Angel Of Smal Death In The Codiene Scene chords

[Em]I watch the work of my kin [B7]bold and [Em]boyful
[Em]Toying somewhere between l[B7]ove and ab[Em]use
[D]Calling to join them the [G]wretched and joyful
[Em]Shaking the wings of their t[B7]errible yo[Em]uths

[Em]Freshly dissolved in some f[B7]rozen dev[Em]otion
[Em]No more alone or mys[B7]elf could I [Em]be.
[D]Looks like a strain to the a[G]rms it were open,
[Em]No shortage of sordid, no prot[B7]est from [Em]me.

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With her [Em]sweetened breath, and her t[G]ongue so mean
She's the [D]angel of small death and the [Em]codeine scene.
With her s[Em]traw-blonde hair, her [G]arms hard and lean,
She's the [D]angel of small death and the [Em]codeine scene.

[Em]Feeling more human and [B7]hooked on her f[Em]lesh I,
[Em]Lay my heart down with the [B7]rest at her [Em]feet.
[D]Fresh from the fields, all f[G]eeder and fur tires,
[Em]Bloody and raw, but I [B7]swear it is s[Em]weet.

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[Em] ? [Bm] ? [G] ? [Am] ? [C] ? [D] ? [G] ? [G]
[Am] ? [Em] ? [Bm] ? [C] ? [C] ? [G]

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And [Em]lease this confusion, I'll w[B7]ander the c[Em]oncrete,
[Em]Wonder if better now [B7]having sur[Em]vived.
[D]Jarring of judgement and r[G]easons defeat,
The s[Em]weet heat of her breath in my m[B7]outh I'm al[Em]ive.

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