Tom: C
Introdução:
C#m A
Gºon,
C#m
Better run, here we come It's the day of the dead
C#m
We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams
I got all I need strapped right to my hamstring
A
Born with a soul that don't wanna be saved
B
Every time I look around I see what I'm feeling
C#m
Every time I die, I hope they diggin' up my grave
The undead won like the flag that I wave
A
I'm not afraid to cross on this cocaine sickness
B
I'm not afraid to die, let the good book witness
C#m
I ask and get none, no, no forgiveness
The day of the dead and you're on our hit list
A B
Gºon,
C#m
Better run, here we come It's the day of the dead
A B
Hold on, Holy Ghost So long to the ones you know
C#m
Better run, here we come It's the day of the dead
C#m
This is exactly what has to be done, it happens so rarely
It's like I magically happened to be the phantom and the candlelit
A
It's ok to get startled and be afraid of the dark
B
I'll just wait here to swallow your soul and tear you apart
C#m
And I've already started, there ain't no savin' your heart
This is the day of the dead, this is no day in the park
A
Here I come, here I come, down your guns and crossbows
C#m
And run, better run from the skull and crossbones
The storm has begun, yeah, it's hard to swallow
A
When the ashes start to rise
F#m
And the moon falls from the sky
A
And 1000 candles burn into the night
C#m
When the angels softly cry
F#m
On the plains below the sky
A C#m
Will 1000 souls still pray for you and I?
C#m E
Gºon,
C#m
Better run, here we come It's the day of the dead
C#m
Hold on, Holy Ghost
It's the day of the dead
E Fm
It's the day of the dead