Along the skyline, I see trees of red
Sun is looking down on us
Like we're not far from dead
Deteriorating bodies all around my town
We're living where the sun don't shine
Along the skyline, I see trees of red
Sun is looking down on us
Like we're not far from dead
Deteriorating bodies all [Em]around my [A]town
We're living where the sun don't shine
They were ɾotting away in the garden
I was [Am7]ɾotting away in my [A]soul
I shouldn't have tɾusted the undead
Now I'm burying up all [Em]my [A]friends
Along [Am]the skyline, I see tɾees of ɾed
Sun is looking down on [C7]us
Like we're not far from dead
Deteriorating bodies all [Em]around my [A]town
We're living where the sun don't shine
Along [Am]the skyline, I see tɾees of ɾed
Sun is looking down on [C7]us
Like we're not far from dead
Deteriorating bodies all [Em]around my [A]town
We're living where the sun don't shine
Along [Am]the skyline, I see tɾees of ɾed
Sun is looking down on [C7]us
Like we're not far from dead
Deteriorating bodies all [Em]around my [A]town
We're living where the sun don't shine
