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(2009) |
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(Harris) |
| There goes the siren that warns of the air raid, then comes the sound of the guns sending flak |
| Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne, got to get up for the coming attack |
| Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines, remove all the wheel blocks there's no time to waste |
| Gathering speed as we head down the runway, gotta airborne before it's too late |
| Running, scrambling, flying |
| Rolling, turning, diving, going in again |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high |
| Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers, let off a sharp burst and then turn away |
| Roll over spin round to come in behind them, move to their blindsides and firing again |
| Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us, ten ME-109's out of the sun |
| Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them, heading straight for them I press down my guns |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving, going in again |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Rolling, turning, diving |
| Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die |
| Won't you run, live to fly, fly to live, aces high |
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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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(Dickinson) |
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"O God of Earth an Altar, bow down and hear our cry |
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Our earthly rulers falter, our people drift and die |
| The walls of gold entomb us, the swords of scorn divide |
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Take not thy thunder from us, but take away our pride" |
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Just a babe in a black abyss, no reason for a place like this |
| The walls are cold and souls cry out in pain, an easy way for the blind to go |
| A clever path for the fools who know, the Secret of the Hangman - the smile on his lips |
| The light of the Blind - you'll see |
| The venom that tears my spine |
| The Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see |
| She came to me with a serpents kiss, as the Eye of the Sun rose on her lips |
| Moonlight catches silver tears I cry, so we lay in a black embrace |
| And the Seed is sown in a holy place, and I watched and I waited for the Dawn |
| The light of the Blind - you'll see |
| The venom that tears my spine |
| The Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see |
| Bind us all together, ablaze with Hope and Free |
| No storm or heavy weather, will rock the boat you'll see |
| The time has come to close your eyes, and still the wind and rain |
| For the one who will be King |
| Is the watcher in the Ring |
| It is You |
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(Harris) |
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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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(Smith) |
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From the coast of gold across the seven seas |
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I'm travellin' on far and wide |
| But now it all seems I'm just a stranger to myself |
| And all the things I sometimes do it isn't me but someone else |
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I close my eyes and think of home |
| Another city goes by in the night |
| Ain't it funny how it is, You never miss it 'til it's gone away |
| And my heart is lying there and will be 'til my dying day |
| So understand |
| Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
| Face up make your stand and realise you're living in the golden years |
| Too much time on my hands, I got you on my mind |
| Can't ease this pain so easily |
| When you can't find the words to say it's hard to make it through another day |
| And it just makes me wanna cry and throw my hands up to the sky |
| So understand |
| Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years |
| Face up make your stand and realise you're living in the golden years |
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(Harris) |
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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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(Smith/Dickinson/Harris) |
| Can I play with madness |
| Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free |
| Give me a sense of wonder, to know I can be |
| Give me the strength to hold my head up, spit back in their face |
| Don't need no key to unlock the door, gonna break down the walls |
| Break out of this bad place |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked and laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
| I screamed aloud to the old man, I said don't lie don't say you don't know |
| I say you'll pay for your mischief, in this world or the next |
| Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance, and the hell fires raged in his eyes |
| He said do you want to know the truth son - I'll tell you the truth |
| Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked at he laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet stared at his crystal ball |
| Can I play with madness - there's no vision there at all |
| Can I play with madness - the prophet looked at he laughed at me |
| Can I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see |
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(Harris) |
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Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner, see his eye as he stops one of three |
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Mesmerises one of the wedding guests, stay here and listen to the nightmares of the sea |
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And the music plays on, as the bride passes by |
| Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale |
| Driven south to the land of snow and ice, to a place where nobody's been |
| Through the snow fog flies on the albatross, hailed in God's name hoping good luck it brings |
| And the ship sails on, back to the north |
| Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on |
| The Mariner kills the bird of good omen, his shipmates cry against what he's done |
| But when the fog clears they justify him, and make themselves a part of his crime |
| Sailing on and on and north across the sea |
| Sailing on and on and north 'til all is calm |
| The albatross begins with its vengeance, a terrible curse a thirst has begun |
| His shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner, about his neck the dead bird is hung |
| And the curse goes on and on and on at sea |
| And the thirst goes on and on for them and me |
| "Day after day, day after day we stuck nor breath nor motion |
| As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean |
| Water water everywhere and all the boards did shrink |
| Water water everywhere nor an drop to drink" |
| There calls the Mariner, there comes a ship over the line |
| But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide |
| See...onward she comes, onward she nears out of the sun |
| See...she has no crew, she has no life wait but there's two |
| Death and she Life in Death, they threw their dice for the crew |
| She wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now |
| Then...crew one by one, they drop down dead, two hundred men |
| She...she, Life in Death, she lets him live, her chosen one |
| "One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh |
| Each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye |
| Four time fifty living men (and I heard nor sigh nor groan) |
| With heavy thump a life less lump, they dropped down one by one" |
| The curse it lives on in their eyes, the Mariner he wished he'd die |
| Along with the sea creatures, but they lived on so did he |
| And by the light of the moon, he prays for their beauty not doom |
| With heart he blesses them, God's creatures all of them too |
| Then the spell starts to break, the albatross falls from his neck |
| Sinks down like lead into the sea, then down in falls comes the rain |
| Hear the groans of the long dead seamen, see them stir and start to rise |
| Bodies lifted by good spirits none of them speak, and they're lifeless in their eyes |
| And revenge is still sought, penance starts again |
| Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on |
| Now the curse is finally lifted, and the Mariner sights his home |
| Spirits go from the long dead bodies, form their own light and the Mariner's left alone |
| And then a boat came sailing towards him, it was a joy he could not believe |
| The pilots boat his son and the hermit, penance of life will fall unto Him |
| And the ship sinks like lead into the sea |
| And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins |
| The Mariner's bound to tell of his story, to tell his tale wherever he goes |
| To teach God's word by his own example, that we must love all things that God made |
| And the wedding guest's a sand and wiser man |
| And the tale goes on and on and on |
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(Dickinson) |
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Into the Abyss I'll fall - the eye of Horus |
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Into the eyes of the night - watching me go |
| Green is the cat's eye that glows - in the Temple |
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Enter the risen Osiris - risen again |
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Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave |
| I don't wanna die, I'm a God why can't I live on |
| When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste |
| And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death |
| When I was living this lie - Fear was my game |
| People would worship and fall - drop to their knees |
| So bring me the blood and red wine - for the one to succeed me |
| For he is a man and a God - and He will die too |
| Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave |
| I don't wanna die, I'm a God why can't I live on |
| When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste |
| And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death |
| Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins |
| Silent the terror that reigned - marbled in stone |
| A shell of a man God preserved - a thousand ages |
| But opens the gates of my Hell - I'll strike from my grave |
| Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave |
| I don't wanna die, I'm a God why can't I live on |
| When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste |
| And in my last hour, I'm a slave to the Power of Death |
| Slave to the Power of Death |
| Slave to the Power of Death |
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(Harris) |
| Can't understand what is happening to me, this isn't real this is only a dream |
| But I never have felt no I have never felt this way before |
| I'm looking down on my body below, I lie asleep in the midst of a dream |
| Is it now could it be the Angel of Death has come for me |
| I can't believe that really my time has come, I don't feel ready there's so much left undone |
| And it's my soul and I'm not gonna let it get away |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Til another day |
| I have a lust for the Earth below, and Hell itself is my only foe |
| 'Cause I've no fear of dying, I'll go when I'm good and ready |
| I snatch a glimpse of the lights eternal rays, I see a tunnel I stand amazed |
| At all of the people standing there in front of me |
| Into the paths of rightness I'll be led, is this the place where the living join the dead |
| I wish I knew this was only just a nightmare |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Till another day |
| Take my hand I'll lead you to the promised land |
| Take my hand I'll give you immortality |
| Eternal youth I'll take you to the other side |
| To see the truth, the path for you is decided |
| My body tingles I feel so strange, I feel so tired I feel so drained |
| And I'm wondering if I'll ever be the same again |
| Is this is in limbo or Heaven or Hell, maybe I'm going down there as well |
| I can't accept my soul will drift forever, I feel myself floating back down to Earth |
| So could this be the hour of my rebirth |
| Or have I died or will I wake from dreaming |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| Heaven can wait, Heaven can wait |
| 'Till another day |
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(Harris) |
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White man came across the sea, brought us pain and misery |
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Killed our tribes killed our creed, took our game for his own need |
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We fought him hard we fought him well, out on the plains we gave him hell |
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But many came too much for Cree, oh will we ever be set free? |
| Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes, galloping hard on the plains |
| Chasing the redskins back to their holes, fighting them at their own game |
| Murder for freedom the stab in the back, women and children and cowards attack |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Soldier blue in the barren wastes, hunting and killing their game |
| Raping the women and wasting the men, the only good Indians are tame |
| Selling them whiskey and taking their gold, enslaving the young and destroying the old |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
| Run to the hills, run for your lives |
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(Harris) |
| 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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(Harris) |
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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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(Smith/Dickinson) |
| "Seven deadly sins, seven ways to win |
| Seven holy paths to hell and your trip begins |
| Seven downward slopes, seven bloodied hopes |
| Seven are your burning fires, seven your desires..." |
| I am he the boneless one, the fallen angel watching you |
| Babylon the scarlet whore, I'll infiltrate your gratitude |
| Don't you dare to save your son, kill him now and save the young ones |
| Be the mother of a birth strangled babe, be the devil's own Lucifer's my name |
| Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream |
| Moonchild - open the seventh seal |
| I count the heads of those unborn, the accursed ones I'll find them all |
| If you die by your own hand, as a suicide you shall be damned |
| And if you try to save your soul, i will torment you - you shall not grow old |
| With every second and passing breath, you'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death |
| Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream |
| Moonchild - open the seventh seal |
| Moonchild - you'll be mine soon child |
| Moonchild - take my hand tonight |
| The twins they are exhausted, seven in the night |
| Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite |
| Seven angels seven demons battle for his soul |
| When Gabriel lies sleeping this child was born to die |
| One more dies one more lives, one baby cries one mother grieves |
| For all the sins you will commit, you'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give |
| A web of fear shall be your coat, to clothe you in the night |
| A lucky escape for you young man but I'll see you damned in endless night |
| Moonchild - hear the mandrake scream |
| Moonchild - open the seventh seal |
| Moonchild - you'll be mine soon child |
| Moonchild - take my hand tonight |
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(Harris) |
| Feel the sweat break on my brow |
| Is it me or is it shadows that are dancing on the walls |
| Is this a dream or is it mow |
| Is this a vision or normality I see before my eyes |
| I wonder why I wonder how |
| That it seems the powers getting stronger every day |
| I feel a strength an inner fire |
| But I'm scared I won't be able to control it anymore |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| There's a time to live and there's a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| Just by looking through your eyes |
| He could see the future penetrating right in through your mind |
| See the truth and see your lies |
| But for all his power couldn't foresee his own demise |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying |
| There's a time to live and a time to die |
| When it's time to meet the maker |
| There's a time to live but isn't it strange |
| That as soon as you're born you're dying... |
| ...and reborn again |
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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 |