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On April 10th 2011, Maiden became the first metal band ever to play in Chile's prestigious Estadio Nacional in Santiago. This landmark show, filmed in front of 50,000 die-hard Chilean devotees, reveals a band firing on all cylinders, feeding off Latino passion and energy to deliver one of the most dramatic and powerful performances of 'The Final Frontier World Tour'. Maiden's spectacular stage show and the electrifying atmosphere of the Estadio Nacional are captured here using 22 HD cameras and an Octocam. 'En Vivo!' embodies the hear and soul of Iron Maiden 2011 - the music, the fans, the venue, the country. The bonus disc contains an 88-minute documentary ' Behind The Beast', a detailed account of exactly what is involved in staging an Iron Maiden concert, from initial concept through to the planning and execution stages, right up to day-of-show itself. A fascinating insight into how a dedicated team with a range of expertise right across the spectrum, works tirelessly to ensure that Maiden fans experience the best possible show the band can offer. |
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I try to call the Earth's command desperation in my voice, I'm drifting way of course now with very little choice |
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The loneliness is hard to bear I try to calm my fear, just hoping any second now some contact filters through |
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Desperate calls, signal back from satellite, as my life flashes before me |
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Try again, must get through, hear me now for I've very little time |
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Not much time, hear my call, please get through I am here |
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I'm stranded in space, I'm lost without a trace, I haven't a chance of getting away |
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Too close to the Sun I surely will burn, like Icarus before me or so legend goes |
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I think of my life reliving my past, there's nothing but wait 'til my time comes |
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I've had a good life I'd do it again, maybe I'll come back some time afresh |
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For I have lived my life to the full I have no regrets, but I wish I could talk to my family to tell them one last goodbye |
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The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
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The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
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If I could survive to live one more time I wouldn't be changing a thing at all |
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Done more in my life than some do in ten I'd go back and do it all over again |
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For I have lived my life to the full I have no regrets, but I wish I could talk to my family to tell them that one last goodbye |
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The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
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The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
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There isn't much time must say my last rites, nobody is here to read them to me |
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Must say my goodbyes if only a line, a message to tell them in case they might find... |
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For I have lived my life to the full I have no regrets, but I wish I could talk to my family to tell them that one last goodbye |
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The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
| The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
| The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
| The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
| The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
| The Final Frontier...The Final Frontier |
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(Smith/Harris/Dickinson) |
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Gotta tell you a story on a cold winters night |
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You'll be sailin' for glory before you know what is right |
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So come over here now I got a vision for you |
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It's my personal snake oil it's just something I do |
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I'm the jester with no tears and I'm playing on your fears |
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I'm a trickster smiling underneath this mask of love and death |
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The eternal lie I've told about the pyramids of gold |
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I've got you hooked at every turn your money's left to burn |
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You'll be wanting a contract you'll be waiting a while |
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I'd like to give you my contact but that isn't my style |
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Well you only get one chance and it's too good to miss |
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If I gave a lot to ya then I wouldn't exist |
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Greed lust and angry pride it's the same old same old ride |
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The smoke and mirrors visions that you see are just like me |
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I'm a clever banker's face with just a letter out of place |
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I know someone just like you knows someone just like me |
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El Dorado come and play El Dorado step this way |
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Take a ticket for the ride El Dorado streets of gold |
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See my ship is over sold you've got one last chance to try |
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So gone is the glory and gone is the gold |
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Well if you need a story I've come it has to be told |
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Well you can say I'm a devil and I wouldn't say no |
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But out here on the dark side hey on with the show |
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So now my tale is told big and bad and twice as bold |
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The ship of fools is sinking as the cracks begin to grow |
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There is no easy way for an honest man today |
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Which is something you should think of as my life boat sails away |
| El Dorado come and play El Dorado step this way |
| Take a ticket for the ride El Dorado streets of gold |
| See my ship is over sold you've got one last chance to try |
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El Dorado come and play El Dorado step this way |
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Take a ticket for the ride El Dorado streets of gold |
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See my ship is over sold you've got one last chance to try |
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(Smith/Dickinson) |
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Kill for gain or shoot to maim, but we don't need a reason |
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The Golden Goose is on the loose, and never out of season |
| Blackened pride still burns inside, this shell of bloody treason |
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Here's my gun for a barrel of fun, for the love of living death |
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The killer's on the loose or the Demon's seed, the glamour, the fortune, the pain |
| Go to war again blood is freedom's stain, don't you pray fro my soul anymore |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| The blind men shout let the creatures out, we'll show the unbelievers |
| the Napalm screams of human flames, of a prime time Belsen feast...YEAH |
| As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy |
| We oil the jaws of the war machine, and fee it with our babies |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| The body bags and little rags of children torn in two |
| And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you |
| As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song |
| To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| The hands that threaten doom |
| 2 minutes to midnight |
| To kill the unborn in the womb |
| Midnight...all night... |
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(Gers/Harris) |
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When I stand and look about the port and contemplate my life |
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Will I ever see my countrymen again ? |
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As the captain calls us on the deck I take my things and walk to the harbour side |
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I glance back one last time |
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Fleeing our nation our problems we leave behind |
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Ships by the ten fold sail out on the tide |
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We are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea |
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Free from our troubles and more free from thee |
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Inheritors unfilled reason behind us we flee from what is not what is will be |
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We flee the earth and face our harsh reality will death be low mist that hangs on the sea |
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We run from the evil tongues rash judgements selfish men |
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Never to be seen on these shores again |
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As we sail into oceamize and lose sight of land a face of contentment around in the air |
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We're off now to seek all our fortunes to the land of our dreams |
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Riding the waves and the storm is upon us |
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The winds lash the sails but the ropes keep them tight |
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Off in the distance a dark cloud approaching |
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None could imagine what there was to come |
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No there's no one going back |
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No there's not a second chance |
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As we strap onto the side we pray to God that we won't die |
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As we ride the rough seas as we soak from the ocean waves |
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I just hope for all our lives and pray that I survive |
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Four ships are lost in the stormy conditions |
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The spirits of the sunken crews their phantoms follow us |
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Spirits sails they drive us on through the all consuming waves |
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Cold mortality no weapon against these ever raging seas |
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Four leagues and ten and we hit storms again |
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We just can't get away from the eye of the storm |
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The birds out soar the raging storm but we cannot escape it |
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Abandoned earth that we now crave is many leagues from safe |
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Holding on for our dear lives and we're praying once again |
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Rotten luck or just jonahed the talisman is in my hand |
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Limbs fatigued trembling with cold blinded from the sea spray salt |
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Clasping anything we can hold heaven's rain upon us falls |
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Twenty days without a meal and ten without fresh water still |
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Those that didn't die in storms the scurvy rest did slaughter |
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Westward the tide |
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Westward we sail on |
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Westward the tide |
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Sail by the talisman |
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We approach the other side of the ocean with the tide |
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In our favour just for once welcome greeting our new land |
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The elation in our hearts the excitement in our veins |
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As we sail towards the coastline of our golden promised land |
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Weary limbs fatigued away I have no life left in me |
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No more strength and nothing left to give must find the will to live |
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Never thought that we could make it truly sight of shores divine |
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The sickness I am dying from never wanted it to end this way |
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Westward the tide |
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Westward we sail on |
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Westward the tide |
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Sail by the talisman |
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Westward the tide |
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Westward we sail on |
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Westward the tide |
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Sail by the talisman |
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(Smith/Harris/Dickinson) |
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When I stand before you shining in the early morning sun |
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When I feel the engines roar and I think of what we've done |
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Oh the bittersweet reflection as we kiss the earth goodbye |
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As the waves and echoes of the towns become the ghosts of time |
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Over borders that divide the Earthbound tribes |
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No creed and no religion just a hundred winged souls |
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We will ride this thunderbird silver shadows on the earth |
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A thousand leagues away our land of birth |
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To Albion's land |
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Coming home when I see the runway lights |
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In the misty dawn the night is fading fast |
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Coming home far away as the vapour trails alight |
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Where I've been tonight you know I will not stay |
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Curving on the edge of daylight 'til it slips into the void |
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Waited in the long night dreaming 'til the sun is born again |
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Stretch the fingers of my hand cover countries with my span |
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Just a lonely satellite speck of dust in cosmic sand |
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Over borders that divide the Earthbound tribes |
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Flown the dark Atlantic over mariners stormy graves |
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We will ride this thunderbird silver shadows on the earth |
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A thousand leagues away our land of birth |
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To Albion's land |
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Coming home when I see the runway lights |
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In the misty dawn the night is fading fast |
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Coming home far away as the vapour trails alight |
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Where I've been tonight you know I will not stay |
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To Albion's land |
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Coming home when I see the runway lights |
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In the misty dawn the night is fading fast |
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Coming home far away as the vapour trails alight |
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Where I've been tonight you know I will not stay |
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Coming home far away when I see the runway lights |
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In the misty dawn the night is fading fast |
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Coming home far away as the vapour trails alight |
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Where I've been tonight you know I will not stay |
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(Gers/Harris) |
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Let me tell you a story to chill the bones |
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'Bout a thing that I saw |
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One night wandering in the everglades |
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I'd one drink but no more |
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I was rambling enjoying the bright moonlight |
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Gazing up at the stars |
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Not aware of a presence so near to me |
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Watching my every move |
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Feeling scared and I fell to my knees |
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As something rushed me from the trees |
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Took me to an unholy place |
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And that is where I fell from grace |
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Then they summoned me over to join in with them |
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To the dance of the dead |
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Into the circle of fire I followed them |
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Into the middle I was led |
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As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear |
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But still I wanted to go |
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And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me |
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As I walked onto the coals |
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And I felt I was in a trance |
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And my spirit was lifted from me |
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And if only someone had the chance |
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To witness what happened to me |
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And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them |
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All had death in their eyes |
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Lifeless figures they were undead all of them |
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They had ascended from hell |
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As I danced with the dead |
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My free spirit was laughing and howling down at me |
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Below my undead body |
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Just danced the circle of dead |
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Until the time came to reunite us both |
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My spirit came back down to me |
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I didn't know if I was alive or dead |
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As the others all joined in with me |
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By luck then a skirmish started |
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And took the attention away from me |
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When they took their gaze from me |
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Was the moment that I fled |
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I ran like hell faster than the wind |
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But behind I did not glance |
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One thing that I did not dare |
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Was to look just straight ahead |
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When you know that your time has come around |
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You know you'll be prepared for it |
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Say your last goodbyes to everyone |
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Have a drink and say a prayer for it |
| When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed |
| And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead |
| When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed |
| And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead |
| To this day I guess I'll never know |
| Just why they let me go |
| But I'll never go dancing no more |
| 'Til I dance with the dead |
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You'll take my life but I'll take yours too |
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You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through |
| So when you're waiting for the next attack |
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You' d better stand there's no turning back |
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The Bugle sounds and the charge begins |
| But on this battlefield no one wins |
| The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath |
| As I plunge on into certain death |
| The horse he sweats with fear we break to run |
| The mighty roar of the Russian guns |
| And as we race towards the human wall |
| The screams of pain as my comrades fall |
| We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground |
| And the Russians fire another round |
| We get so near yet so far away |
| We won't live to fight another day |
| We get so close near enough to fight |
| When a Russian gets me in his sights |
| He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow |
| A burst of rounds take my horse below |
| And as I lay there gazing at the sky |
| My body's numb and my throat is dry |
| And as I lay forgotten and alone |
| Without a tear I draw my parting groan |
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Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you |
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He knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do |
| Your tongue has frozen now you've got something to say |
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The piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way |
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| You watch the world exploding every single night |
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Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light |
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Say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death |
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Hello to eternity and live for every breath |
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| Your time will come, your time will come |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
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| The ferryman wants his money you ain't going to give it back |
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He can push his own boat as you set up off the track |
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Nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same |
| Every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame |
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You watch the world exploding every single night |
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Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light |
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Brothers and their fathers joining hands and make a chain |
| The shadow of the Wicker Man is rising up again |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
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Your time will come, your time will come |
| Your time will come, your time will come |
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And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life |
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What do you think you'd expect you would see? |
| Just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life |
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And in the river reflections of me |
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| Just for a second a glimpse of my father I see |
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And in a movement he beckons to me |
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And in a moment the memories are all that remain |
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And all the wounds are reopening again |
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| We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
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We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
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| And as you look all around at the world in dismay |
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What do you see, do you think we have learned |
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Not if you're taking a look at the war-torn affray |
| Out in the streets where the babies are burned |
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We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
| We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
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There are times when I feel I'm afraid for the world |
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There are times I'm ashamed of us all |
| When you're floating on all the emotion you feel |
| And reflecting the good and the bad |
| Will we ever know what the answer to life really is? |
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Can you really tell me what life is? |
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Maybe all the things that you know that are precious to you |
| Could be swept away by fate's own hand |
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We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
| We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
| When you think that we've used all our chances |
| And the chance to make everything right |
| Keep on making the same old mistakes |
| Makes untipping the balance so easy |
| When we're living our lives on the edge |
| Say a prayer on the book of the dead |
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We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
| We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
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We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
| We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers |
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And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life... |
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Have you heard what they said on the news today |
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Have you heard what is coming to us all |
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That the world as we know it will be coming to an end |
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Have you heard have you heard |
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He sees them in the distance when the darkened clouds roll |
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He could feel tension in the atmosphere |
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He would look in the mirror see an old man now |
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Does it matter they survive somehow |
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They said there's nothing can be done about the situation |
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They said there's nothing you can do at all |
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To sit and wait around for something to occur |
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Did you know did you know |
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As he stares across the garden looking at the meadows |
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Wonders if they'll ever grow again |
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The desperation of the situation getting graver |
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Getting ready when the wild wind blows |
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Have you seen what they said on the news today |
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Have you heard what they said about us all |
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Do you know what is happening to just every one of us |
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Have you heard have you heard |
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There will be a catastrophe the like we've never seen |
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There will be something that will light the sky |
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That the world as we know it it will never be the same |
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Did you know did you know |
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He carries everything into the shelter not a fuss |
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Getting ready when the moment comes |
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He has enough supplies to last them for a year or two |
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Good to have because you never know |
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They tell us nothing that we don't already know about |
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They tell us nothing that is real at all |
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They only fill us with the stuff that they want |
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Did you know did you know |
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He's nearly finished with the preparations for the day |
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He's getting tired that'll do for now |
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They are preparing for the very worst to come to them |
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Getting ready when the wild wind blows |
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He sees the picture on the wall it's falling down upside down |
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He sees a tear drop from his wife roll down her face saying Grace |
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Remember times they had they flash right through his mind left behind |
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Of a lifetime spent together long ago will be gone |
| They've been preparing for some weeks now |
| For when the crucial moment comes |
| To take their refuge in the shelter |
| Let them prepare for what will come |
| They make a tea and sit there waiting |
| They're in the shelter feeling snug |
| Not long to wait for absolution |
| Don't make a fuss just sit and wait |
| Can't believe all the lying |
| All the screens are denying |
| That the moments of truth have begun |
| Can't you see it on the TV |
| Don't believe them in the least bit |
| Now the days of our ending have begun |
| Say a prayer when it's all over |
| Survivors unite all as one |
| Got to try and help each other |
| Got the will to overcome |
| I can't believe all the lying |
| All the screens are denying |
| That the moments of truth have begun |
| Can't you see it on the TV |
| Don't believe them in the least bit |
| Now the days of our ending have begun |
| When they found them had their arms wrapped around each other |
| Their tins of poison laying near by their clothes |
| The day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout |
| Just another when the wild wind blows |
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| Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade |
| Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence |
| But I will pray for her, I will call her name out loud |
| I would bleed for her, if I could see her now |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Oh - balancing on a ledge |
| Oh - balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems |
| The seventh lamb slain the book of life opens before me |
| And I will pray for you, some day I may return |
| I would die for you, beyond is where I learn |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| Living on a razors edge |
| Balancing on a ledge |
| Living on a razors edge |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil that men do lives on and on |
| The evil, the evil, the evil that men do |
| The evil, the evil, the evil that men do |
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| I am a man who walks alone, and when I'm walking a dark road |
| At night, or strolling through the park |
| When the light begins to change, I sometimes feel a little strange |
| A little anxious when it's dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Have you run your fingers down the wall, and have you felt your neck skin crawl |
| When you're searching for the light |
| Sometimes when you're scared to take a look, at the corner of the room |
| You've sensed that something's watching you |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Have you ever been alone at night, thought you heard footsteps behind |
| And turned around and no-one's there |
| And as you quicken up your pace, you find it hard to look again |
| Because you're sure there's someone there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| Watching horror films the night before, debating witches and folklore |
| The unknown troubles on your mind |
| Maybe your mind is playing tricks, you sense and suddenly eyes fix |
| On dancing shadows from behind |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a constant fear that something's always near |
| Fear of the dark, fear of the dark |
| I have a phobia that someone's always there |
| When I'm walking a dark road |
| I am a man who walks alone |
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Won't you come into my room, I want to show you all my wares |
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I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare |
| See the blood begin to flow, as it falls upon the floor |
| Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought |
| Oh well, wherever, wherever you are |
| Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far |
| See the blood begin to flow, watching it shed up above my head |
| Iron Maiden wants you for dead |
| All my feelings cannot be held, I'm happy in my new strange world |
| Won't you come into my room, I want to show you all my wares |
| I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare |
| See the blood begin to flow, as it falls upon the floor |
| Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought |
| Oh well, wherever, wherever you are |
| Iron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far |
| See the blood begin to flow, watching it shed up above my head |
| Iron Maiden wants you for dead |
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I left alone my mind was black, I needed time to get the memories from my mind |
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What did I see can I believe, that what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy |
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Just what I saw in my old dreams, were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me |
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Cos in my dreams it's always there, the evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair |
| The night was black was no use holding back, cos I just had to see was someone watching me |
| In the mist dark figures move and twist, was this all for real or some kind of hell |
| 666 the number of the beast |
| Hell and fire was spawned to be released |
| Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised, as they start to cry hands held to the sky |
| In the night the fires burning bright, the ritual has begun Satan's work is done |
| 666 the number of the beast |
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Sacrifice is going on tonight |
| This can't go on I must inform the law, can this still be real or some crazy dream |
| But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes, they seem to mesmerise me...can't avoid their eyes |
| 666 the number of the beast |
| 666 the one for you and me |
| I'm coming back I will return, and I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn |
| I have the fire I have the force, I have the power to make my evil takes its course |
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(Harris) |
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I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime |
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Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time |
| Cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole |
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The sands of time for me are running low |
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When the priest comes to read me the last rites |
| I take a look through the bars at the last sights |
| Of a world that has gone very wrong for me |
| Can it be there's been some sort of error |
| Hard to stop the surmounting terror |
| Is it really the end not some crazy dream |
| Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming |
| It's not so easy to stop from screaming |
| But words escape me when I try to speak |
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Tears they flow but why am I crying |
| After all I'm not afraid of dying |
| Don't I believe that there never is an end |
| As the guards march me out to the courtyard |
| Someone calls from a cell "God be with you" |
| If there's a God then why has he let me die? |
| As I walk all my life drifts before me |
| And though the end is near I'm not sorry |
| Catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away |
| Mark my words please believe my soul lives on |
| Please don't worry now that I have gone |
| I've gone beyond to see the truth |
| When you know that your time is close at hand |
| Maybe then you'll begin to understand |
| Life down there is just a strange illusion |
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(Harris/Di'anno) |
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Just sixteen a pickup truck, out of money out of luck |
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I've got no place to call my own, Hit the gas and here I go |
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I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
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I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
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Spend the night in an L.A. jail, listen to the sirens wail |
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But they ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| Pulled her at the Bottle Top, whiskey dancing disco hop |
| And all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |
| I'm running free yeh, I'm running free |