Tono: G
B
G
x2
D
A
G
C
Am
D
Here in the trenches the fist of the Beast
G
C
Am
D
For fear of an atmosphere poisened deceased
G
C
Am
D
With a gas mask to keep me-from breathing my death
G
C
Am
D
It's American soil I hope for at best
G
C
Am
D
But the duty I serve can't begin to compare
G
C
Am
D
To my ancestors battles and wars through the years
G
C
Am
D
Though the loneliness strikes like an enemy shell
G
C
Am
D
I pray for my home but still sit here in hell
Am
C
G
Sail away to a place that's unknown
Am
C
G
Taken away from my friends and my home
Am
C
G
To a place they call sacred, a place I call hell
Am
C
G
I long for that corner I once knew so well
G
C
Am
D
Gº
to
G
C
Am
D
Work on and on with nothing to show
G
C
Am
D
But a graying face in this dying place
G
C
Am
D
Thats a lock in my solitude
G
C
Am
D
I think of a place on a faraway coast
G
C
Am
D
Where friends are so dear and there's reason to toast
G
C
Am
D
A cloudy dark image of a Middle East land
G
C
Am
D
Comes down and wrecks my hopeful thoughts
Chorus x1
B
G
x2
D
A
E
Repeat Verse 1
Chorus