This is an acoustic version of Pachendale that I came up with. Obviously it is not to sound much like the classic Pachendale on Dance of Death, but I think the tune is This is my first submission, so bear with me! Pachendale (Iron Maiden) Intro (2x): Em Bm D C Am Em D C Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) D (xx0232@1) CIn (x32010@1)a foreign field he lay Am (x02210@1) Em (022000@1) D (xx0232@1) Clonely (x32010@1)soldier unknown grave on his dying words he prays tell the world of Paschendale Relive all that he's been through last communion of his soul rust your bullets with his tears let me tell you 'bout his years Em (022000@1) BmLaying (x24432@1)low in a blood filled trench D (xx0232@1) Ckilling (x32010@1)time 'til my very own death Em (022000@1) Bmon (x24432@1)my face I can feel the falling rain C (x32010@1) Dnever (xx0232@1)see my friends again in the smoke in the mud and lead the smell of fear and the feeling of dread soon be time to go over the wall rapid fire and the end of us all Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) D (xx0232@1) CWhistles, (x32010@1)shouts and more gun-fire Am (x02210@1) Em (022000@1) D (xx0232@1) Clifeless (x32010@1)bodies hang on barbed wire battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb be reunited with my dead friends soon many soldiers eighteen years drowned in mud, no more tears surely a war no one can win killing time about to begin Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) C (x32010@1) Am (x02210@1) C (x32010@1) GHome, (320003@1)far away. From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) CThe (x32010@1)bodies of ours and our foes Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) Cthe (x32010@1)sea of death it overflows Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) Cin (x32010@1)no-man's land God only knows Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) Eminto (022000@1)jaws of death we go... Em (022000@1) Bm (x24432@1) D (xx0232@1) CCrucified (x32010@1)as if on a cross Am (x02210@1) Em (022000@1) D (xx0232@1) Callied (x32010@1)troops, they mourn their loss German war propaganda machine such before has never been seen swear I heard the angels cry pray to God no more may die so that people know the truth tell the tale of Paschendale Em (022000@1) BmCruelty (x24432@1)has a human heart D (xx0232@1) Cevery (x32010@1)man does play his part Em (022000@1) Bmtell (x24432@1)them of the men we kill D (xx0232@1) Cthe (x32010@1)human heart is hungry still I stand my ground for the very last time gun is ready as I stand in line nervous wait for the whistle to blow rush of blood and over we go... Am (x02210@1) C (x32010@1) DBlood (xx0232@1)is falling like the rain Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) Cits (x32010@1)crimson cloak unveils again Am (x02210@1) C (x32010@1) Dthe (xx0232@1)sound of guns can't hide their shame Am (x02210@1) D (xx0232@1) Cand (x32010@1)so we die in Paschendale Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire running straight at canon fire running blind as I hold my breath say a prayer symphony of death as we charge the enemy lines a burst of fire and we go down I choke I cry but no one hears feel the blood go down my throat Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again See my spirit on the wind across the lines beyond the hill friend and foe will meet again those who died at Paschendale