Intro G F C G Bb C (x2) 

verse 1 
          G                D 
There's a main line to destruction 
     Bm                  C 
Only two miles to hell's gate 
          G          D 
There's a hypnotic reaction 
       Bm         C 
To the destiny of fate 

verse 2 
          G                  D 
There's a rise and fall of angels 
     Bm         C 
Only idles on parade 
          G            D 
There's a ring of gladiators 
        Bm                  C 
Who all think a-they got it made 


[Refrão]
            G              Am     C 
On inside a forest full of needles 
           G             Am  C 
Stretching far as can be seen 
             G                 Am   C 
Believing in nothing, nowhere, no-one 
  G           Am                 G 
A forest that points it once was green 

verse 3 
          G                   D 
There's a straight road going forward 
          Bm             C 
There's a winding road behind 
         G              D 
Which to take is your decision 
        Bm                C 
Neither one is clearly signed 

verse 4 
          G                 D 
There are questions still unanswered 
              Bm                 C 
And people to meet and places to go 
          G                      D 
There are causes still worth you fighting for 
         Bm                   C 
Which is right, well who's to know? 


[Refrão]
            G              Am     C 
On inside a forest full of needles 
           G             Am  C 
Stretching far as can be seen 
             G                 Am   C 
Believing in nothing, nowhere, no-one 
  G           Am                 G 
A forest that points it once was green 

Solo 
G D C x3 
G F D 

verse 5 
          G               D 
There's a side road to salvation 
        Bm               C 
Said to lead to heaven's door 
            G               D 
There'll be many falls of empires 
        Bm              C 
Battles lost and won at war 


[Refrão]
             G              Am     C 
On inside a forest full of needles 
           G             Am  C 
Stretching far as can be seen 
             G                 Am   C 
Believing in nothing, nowhere, no-one 
  G           Am                 G 
A forest that points it once was green 

           G              Am     C 
On inside a forest full of needles 
           G             Am  C 
Stretching far as can be seen 
             G                 Am   C 
Believing in nothing, nowhere, no-one 
  G           Am                 G 
A forest that points it once was green 

Outro 
G F C G Bb C 
G F C G F C G