Chords for Crematory - One (Metallica cover)
Tempo:
106.05 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
G
D
A
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D]
[Bm]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
[E]
[Bm] [D]
[Bm]
[E] [Bm]
[A]
[G] [E]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm]
[D]
[Bm] [A]
[G]
[C#] [Bm]
[G] [Bm]
[G] [Bm]
[A] [G]
[E] [G]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[C] [Bm] I [G] can't remember [Bm] anything, can't tell [G] if this is true or [Bm] real.
Deep down [A] inside I feel the [G] scream, the [B] steroids silence [Bm] that's made.
Now that the war [G] is through with [Bm] me, I'm waking up [G] I cannot [D] [Bm] see,
that there's not [A] much left [G] of me, nothing's [Em] made by pain [G] now.
Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh [A] for death, oh [B] please don't [D] wake me.
[A]
[F] [Em]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[C] [Bm] Back in the womb [G] is much [Bm] too real, in palms [G] lie that I must [Bm] feel,
I can't look [A] forward to [E] reveal, [G] look to the [Em] time when [Bm] I live.
Back to the [G] tube that sticks in [Bm] me, just like [G] a wartime [Bm] novelty,
tied to [A] machines that make me [G] be, cut this life off from me.
[B] Now the world is [F#m] cut off from [A] [C#] me, oh [Bm] God help [G] me.
[Em] Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh for [A] death, oh [Bm] please God [D] help me.
[A] Help me!
[D]
[D#]
[D]
[D#] [D] [A]
Darkness imprisoning me, I can't see, I feel the call of passing that lip.
I'm gonna die, dragging myself, biting my own lips,
See how I'm,
[Dm] [A]
Your [G] blood, is taking my sight, taking my speech, taking my hearing,
taking [D] my lungs, taking my lips, taking my soul,
[C] never leaving [D] my head.
Help me!
[F]
[E]
[Dm]
[F] [D]
[F] [A]
[C#] [N]
[Bm]
[D] [Bm]
[D]
[E]
[Bm] [D]
[Bm]
[E] [Bm]
[A]
[G] [E]
[Bm] [G]
[Bm]
[D]
[Bm] [A]
[G]
[C#] [Bm]
[G] [Bm]
[G] [Bm]
[A] [G]
[E] [G]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[C] [Bm] I [G] can't remember [Bm] anything, can't tell [G] if this is true or [Bm] real.
Deep down [A] inside I feel the [G] scream, the [B] steroids silence [Bm] that's made.
Now that the war [G] is through with [Bm] me, I'm waking up [G] I cannot [D] [Bm] see,
that there's not [A] much left [G] of me, nothing's [Em] made by pain [G] now.
Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh [A] for death, oh [B] please don't [D] wake me.
[A]
[F] [Em]
[D] [G]
[F] [Em]
[C] [Bm] Back in the womb [G] is much [Bm] too real, in palms [G] lie that I must [Bm] feel,
I can't look [A] forward to [E] reveal, [G] look to the [Em] time when [Bm] I live.
Back to the [G] tube that sticks in [Bm] me, just like [G] a wartime [Bm] novelty,
tied to [A] machines that make me [G] be, cut this life off from me.
[B] Now the world is [F#m] cut off from [A] [C#] me, oh [Bm] God help [G] me.
[Em] Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh for [A] death, oh [Bm] please God [D] help me.
[A] Help me!
[D]
[D#]
[D]
[D#] [D] [A]
Darkness imprisoning me, I can't see, I feel the call of passing that lip.
I'm gonna die, dragging myself, biting my own lips,
See how I'm,
[Dm] [A]
Your [G] blood, is taking my sight, taking my speech, taking my hearing,
taking [D] my lungs, taking my lips, taking my soul,
[C] never leaving [D] my head.
Help me!
[F]
[E]
[Dm]
[F] [D]
[F] [A]
[C#] [N]
Key:
Bm
G
D
A
F
Bm
G
D
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [Bm] _ I [G] can't remember _ [Bm] anything, can't tell [G] if this is true or [Bm] real.
Deep down [A] inside I feel the [G] scream, the [B] steroids silence [Bm] that's made.
Now that the war [G] is through with [Bm] me, I'm waking up [G] I cannot [D] [Bm] see,
that there's not [A] much left [G] of me, nothing's [Em] made by pain [G] now.
Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh [A] for death, oh [B] please don't [D] wake me.
[A] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [Bm] Back in the womb [G] is much [Bm] too real, in palms [G] lie that I must [Bm] feel,
I can't look [A] forward to [E] reveal, [G] _ look to the [Em] time when [Bm] I live.
Back to the [G] tube that sticks in [Bm] me, just like [G] a wartime _ [Bm] novelty,
tied to [A] machines that make me [G] be, cut this life off from me.
[B] Now the world is [F#m] cut off from [A] [C#] me, oh [Bm] God help [G] me.
[Em] Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh for [A] death, oh [Bm] please God [D] help me. _ _
_ [A] Help me! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#] _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ Darkness imprisoning me, I can't see, I feel the call of passing that lip.
I'm gonna die, dragging myself, biting my own lips,
See how I'm, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ Your [G] blood, is taking my sight, taking my speech, taking my hearing,
taking [D] my lungs, taking my lips, taking my soul,
[C] never leaving [D] my head.
_ _ Help me!
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [C#] _ _ _ _ [N] _
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[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
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_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _
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_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [Bm] _ I [G] can't remember _ [Bm] anything, can't tell [G] if this is true or [Bm] real.
Deep down [A] inside I feel the [G] scream, the [B] steroids silence [Bm] that's made.
Now that the war [G] is through with [Bm] me, I'm waking up [G] I cannot [D] [Bm] see,
that there's not [A] much left [G] of me, nothing's [Em] made by pain [G] now.
Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh [A] for death, oh [B] please don't [D] wake me.
[A] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [C] _ [Bm] Back in the womb [G] is much [Bm] too real, in palms [G] lie that I must [Bm] feel,
I can't look [A] forward to [E] reveal, [G] _ look to the [Em] time when [Bm] I live.
Back to the [G] tube that sticks in [Bm] me, just like [G] a wartime _ [Bm] novelty,
tied to [A] machines that make me [G] be, cut this life off from me.
[B] Now the world is [F#m] cut off from [A] [C#] me, oh [Bm] God help [G] me.
[Em] Oh, my breath is [F#m] not fresh for [A] death, oh [Bm] please God [D] help me. _ _
_ [A] Help me! _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D#] _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D#] _ [D] _ _ _ [A] _
_ Darkness imprisoning me, I can't see, I feel the call of passing that lip.
I'm gonna die, dragging myself, biting my own lips,
See how I'm, _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ Your [G] blood, is taking my sight, taking my speech, taking my hearing,
taking [D] my lungs, taking my lips, taking my soul,
[C] never leaving [D] my head.
_ _ Help me!
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _
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