Mark Lanegan - Burn the flames

^E Here I sit, a vampire at my ^Cpiano The ^Amflames burn glaringly ^Bhigher And the ^Eeyes that stare through the ^Cdarkness Though they ^Amhave no form, there's no ^Bneed for alarm

So ^Eburn, so ^Cburn Burn the ^Amflames ^Bhigher and ^Ehigher So ^Cburn, burn the ^Amflames ^BNever to ex^Epire

^EHere I sit, a skeleton at my ^Corgan The ^Amcandles in my candelabra burn hellishly ^Bhellish hell And the ^Elaughter unending echoes through the haunted house A little ^CChristmas spirit, ghostly haunting deadly spirit ^AmEvery creature is stirring, ^Beven the mouse

So ^Eburn, so burn Burn the ^Cflames ^Amhigher higher higher and ^Bhigher So ^Eburn, ^C burn the flame ^AmNever ^B to ex^Epire

^EHere I sit myself at my ^Cinstruments ^AmHere they sit at their ^Binstruments And the ^Emusic fills and fills ^CTerrifies, horrifies, forever scares The ^Amchildren of the night, what music we ^Bmake

So ^Eburn, so burn Burn the ^Cflames ^Amhigher and ^Bhigher So ^Eburn, ^C burn the flame ^AmNever ^B to ex^Epire