Intro : Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 Amaj7 Dmaj7 Amaj7 Bm7 Dmaj7 C#m7 Over the moors, take me to the moors Edward, see those alluring lights? tonight will be your very last night. a woman said, "I know my son is dead I'll never rest my hand on his sacred head." Hindley wakes and Hindley says: "Wherever he has gone, I have gone." But fresh lilaced moorland fields Cannot hide the stolid stench of death Hindley wakes and Hindley says: "Whatever he has done (azchords.com)