D 
 These are the days of Evil perfection 
  D 
 This is the world of torture and fame 
  D 
 This is the age of most vicious infection 
  D 
 These are the times of terror and pain 
 
 D 
 Let them inside and they build you a nightmare 
  D 
 Show them, you fool, it'll not be in vain 
  D 
 Here is your costume of deepest surrender 
  D 
 These are the times of terror and pain 
 
 G 
   I wanna ride on the crest of sensation 
 F   
   I wanna scream in the whirlpools of love 
 D# 
   I wanna drown in a climax of thunder 
 G# 
   I wanna be with the fools in the storm 
 
 D 
 Do what you want and then die when you want to 
  D 
 We're gonna walk on the blood of the MEEK 
  D 
 We're gonna sail through the oceans of wonder 
  D 
 We're gonna live in the DREAMS that we seek 
 
 D 
 Send in the parasite clowns on their horses 
  D 
 Send in the idiots and let them advance 
  D 
 Send in the monsters of your own creation 
  D 
 Send them all in and give them a chance 
 
  D 
 We're gonna dance to the sweetest of music 
   D 
 We're gonna play with the whores in the rain 
   D 
 We'll dissipate the Lord's last temptations 
   D 
 All in the cross fire of torture and fame 
 
 G 
   I wanna ride on the crest of sensation 
 F   
 We're gonna live....... 
  D# 
 In the dreams that we seek 
 G# 
 We're gonna live in the dreams that we seek 
 
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