E|---------------------------------------------------
B|---------------------------------------------------
G|---------------------------------------------------
D|--4-4---------2-------2-4-5-4-2-0-2-0--------------   Riff 
A|--2-2---2-0-2---2---------------------0-2----------
E|---------------------------------------------------


     A                  C#                 B
She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared
     C#                E                 B  
I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I'm running scared.
  A             C#           B
Casting caution to the wind now that the cat's away
  C#              E                  B
I say my gracE|- fill my face (then for forgiveness pray).

     D              E                B
God knows I was an honest man - the same as any other
    D                        E              B 
Who loved his wifE|- worked all his life to keep his family
    D                   E              B
Until the 'beast' that never sleeps beneath my silken covers
   D                 E               B  
Reared its head and bit its thumb at my morality.


[Refrão]
Her passion for passion - it will devour
Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower     Riff
Her lust for lust - it will consume
A siren song summons all men to their doom.

E|---------------------------------------------------
B|---------------------------------------------------
G|---------------------------------------------------
D|--4-4---------4-------2-4-5-4-2-0-2-0--------------
A|--2-2---2-0-2---2---------------------0-21---------
E|---------------------------------------------------

     A                  C#            B
She whispered of her innocencE|- (a plea I must contest)
      C#                   E             B
While baptising helpless sinners with a missionary zest
     A                  C#            B
She will exorcise your demons - then exercise your thighs
   C#               E              B
Await your 'second-coming' with a hunger in her eyes.

        D                 E                   B
Her sweetmeats are the souls of men - she'll gorge herself to bursting
        D                    E                B
And for yours her heart is thirsting - as a spider craves a fly
      D              E            B
No mortal man could ever hope to suit her as a suitor
          D              E              B
She'll rewrite the Kama Sutra if you'd care to watch her try.

[Refrão]
Her passion for passion - it will devour
Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower     Riff
Her lust for lust - it will consume
A siren song summons all men to their doom.

E|---------------------------------------------------
B|---------------------------------------------------
G|---------------------------------------------------
D|--4-4---------4-------2-4-5-4-2-0-2-0--------------
A|--2-2---2-0-2---2---------------------0-21---------
E|---------------------------------------------------


Base do solo de Violino
F# , B (C, B, A, B)

D, E, B 

Her passion for passion - it will devour
Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower     Riff
Her lust for lust - it will consume
A siren song summons all men to their doom.

I reach for heaven - desire drags me down
When fools choose their king I'll be heir to that crown  Riff
A strange kind of madness I cannot condone
If you are without sin come cast the first stone