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(2002) |
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(Smith/Harris/Dickinson) |
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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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(Gers/Dickinson/Harris) |
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I have sailed to many lands, now I make my final journey |
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On the bow I stand, west is where I go |
| Through the night I plough, still my heart, calculate and pray |
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As the compass swings, my will is strong, I will not be led astray |
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Mysteries of time clouds that hide the sun |
| But I know, but I know, but I know |
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I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost |
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As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost |
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As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea |
| The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me |
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Take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves |
| Nowhere left to run, navigator's son |
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Chasing rainbows all my days |
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| Where I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been |
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Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so |
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Nothing's real until you feel |
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I steer between the crashing rocks, the sirens call my name |
| Lash my hands onto the helm, blood surging with the strain |
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I will not fail now as sunrise comes the darkness left behind |
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For eternity I follow on there is no other way |
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Mysteries of time clouds that hide the sun |
| But I know, I know |
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I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost |
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As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost |
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As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea |
| The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me |
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Take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves |
| Nowhere left to run, navigator's son |
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Chasing rainbows all my days |
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| Where I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been |
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Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so |
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Nothing's real until you feel |
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I see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost |
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As they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost |
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As their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea |
| The sirens of the rocks, they beckon me |
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Take my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves |
| Nowhere left to run, navigator's son |
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Chasing rainbows all my days |
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| Where I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been |
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Dreams they come and go, ever shall be so |
| Nothing's real until you feel |
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(Murray/Harris/Dickinson) |
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Dying swans twisted wings, beauty not needed here |
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Lost my love, lost my life, in this garden of fear |
| I have seen many things, in a lifetime alone |
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Mother love is no more, bring this savage back home |
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| Wilderness house of pain, makes no sense of it all |
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Close this mind dull this brain, Messiah before his fall |
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What you see is not real, those who know will not tell |
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All is lost sold your souls to this brave new world |
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| A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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In a brave new world, a brave new world |
| In a brave new world, a brave new world |
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Dragon kings dying queens, where is salvation now |
| Lost my life lost my dreams, rip the bones from my flesh |
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Silent screams laughing here, dying to tell you the truth |
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You are planned and you are damned in this brave new world |
| A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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In a brave new world, a brave new world |
| In a brave new world, a brave new world |
| A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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A brave new world, in a brave new world |
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In a brave new world, a brave new world |
| In a brave new world, a brave new world |
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Dying swans twisted wings, bring this savage back home |
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(Harris) |
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I was born into a scene of angriness and greed of dominance and persecution |
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My mother was a queen my dad I've never seen I was never meant to be |
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Now I spend my time looking all around, for a man that's nowhere to be found |
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Until I find him I've never gonna stop searching |
| I'm going to find my man, gonna travel round |
| Cos I'm a wrathchild |
| Yeah I'm a wrathchild |
| Well I'm a wrathchild |
| I'm coming to get you |
| Ooh yeah yeah |
| Some say it shouldn't matter ain't nothing gonna alter the course of my destination |
| But I know I've gotta find some serious piece of mind or I know I'll just go crazy |
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Now I spend my time looking all around, for a man that's nowhere to be found |
| Until I find him I've never gonna stop searching |
| I'm going to find my man, gonna travel round |
| Cos I'm a wrathchild |
| Yeah I'm a wrathchild |
| Well I'm a wrathchild |
| I'm coming to get you |
| Ooh yeah yeah |
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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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(Harris) |
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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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(Harris) |
| Eleven saintly shrouded men, silhouettes stand against the sky |
| One in front with a cross held high, come to wash my sins away |
| IM |
| Standing alone in the wind and the rain, feeling the fear that is growing |
| Sensing the change in the tide again, brought by the storm that is brewing |
| Feel the anxiety hold off the fear, some of the doubt in the things you believe |
| Now that your faith will be put to the test, nothing to do but await what is coming |
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| Why then is God still protecting me, even when I don't deserve it |
| Though I am blessed with an inner strength, some they would call it a penance |
| Why am I meant to face this alone, asking the question time and again |
| Praying to God won't keep me alive, inside my head feel the fear start to rise |
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| They'll be saying their prayers when the moment comes |
| There'll be penance to pay when it's judgement day |
| And the guilty'll bleed when that moment comes |
| They'll be coming to claim, take your soul away |
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| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
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| They'll be coming to bring the eternal flame |
| They'll be bringing us all immortality |
| Holding communion so the world be blessed |
| My creator, my God'll lay my soul to rest |
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| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
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| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...a fire in the sky |
| The sign of the cross |
| The name of the rose...the sign of the cross |
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| Lost the love of heaven above, chose the lust of the earth below |
| Eleven saintly shrouded men, came to wash my sins away |
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(Gers/Harris) |
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Pay to kill, die to lose, hunted, hunter which are you |
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Diablo come again to make trophies out of men |
| Lose your skin, lose your skull, one by one the sack is full |
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In the heat dehydrate, know which breath will be your last |
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| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive |
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Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
| Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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| Human heart, human mind, intellect intertwined |
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Focus sharp in the night, watch the jungle burning bright |
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Toe to toe throw the line, everyone's caught hand tied |
| Iron will iron fist, how could it have come to this? |
| Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive |
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Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
| Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
| Show them no fear, show them no pain |
| Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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Show them no fear, show them no pain |
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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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Have you ever felt the future is the past, but you don't know how...? |
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A reflected dream of a captured time, is it really now, is it really happening? |
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Don't know why I feel this way, have I dreamt this time, this place? |
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Something vivid comes again into my mind |
| And I think I've seen your face, seen this room, been in this place |
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Something vivid comes again into my mind |
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All my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation |
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Have I found my destination? I just can't take no more |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
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Think I've heard your voice before, think I've said these words before |
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Something makes me feel I just might lose my mind |
| Am I still inside my dream? Is this a new reality |
| Something makes me feel that I have lost my mind |
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All my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation |
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Coming to the realization that I can't see for sure |
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I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
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I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, please save me from myself |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
| I get up put on the light, dreading the oncoming night |
| Scared to fall asleep and dream the dream again |
| Nothing that I contemplate, nothing that I can compare |
| To letting loose the demons deep inside my head |
| Dread to think what might be stirring, that my dream is reoccurring |
| Got to keep away from drifting, saving me from myself |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
| Lost in a dream of mirrors, lost in a paradox |
| Lost and time is spinning, lost a nightmare I retrace |
| Lost a hell that I revisit, lost another time and place |
| Lost a parallel existence, lost a nightmare I retrace |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
| I only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive |
| I only dream in black and white, to save me from myself |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
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The dream is true, the dream is true |
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(Harris) |
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Walk alone in the hills with the wind in your face |
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It feels good to be proud and be free and a race |
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That is part of a clan and to live on highlands |
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And the air that you breathe so pure and so clean |
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When alone on the hills with the wind in your hair |
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With a longing to feel just to be free |
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Is it right to believe in the need to be free |
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It's a time when you die and without asking why |
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Can't you see what they do they are grinding us down |
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They are taking our land that belongs to the clans |
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Not alone with a dream just a want to be free |
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With a need to belong I am a clansman |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
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It's a time wrought with fear It's a land wrought with change |
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Ancestors could hear what is happening now |
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They would turn in their graves they would all be ashamed |
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That the land of the free has been written in chains |
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And I know what I want when the timing is right |
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The I'll take what is mine I am the clansman |
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And I swear to defend and we'll fight to the end |
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And I swear that I'll never be taken alive |
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And I know that we'll stand and we'll fight for our land |
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And I swear that my bairns will be born free |
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And I know what I want when the timing is right |
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Then I'll take what I want I am the clansman |
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Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
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No, no we can't let them take anymore |
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No we can't let them take anymore |
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We're the land of the free |
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No, no we can't let them take anymore |
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No we can't let them take anymore |
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We're the land of the free |
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No, no we can't let them take anymore |
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No we can't let them take anymore |
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No we can't let them take anymore |
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We're the land of the free |
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Freedom |
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Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
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It is right to believe in the need to be free |
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It's a time when you die and without asking why |
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Can't you see what they do they are grinding us down |
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They are taking our land that belongs to the clans |
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Not alone with a dream just a want to be free |
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With a need to belong I am a clansman |
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And I know what I want when the timing is right |
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Then I'll take what is mine I am the clansman |
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Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
| Freedom |
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And I know what I want when the timing is right |
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The I'll take what is mine I am the clansman |
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(Smith/Dickinson/Harris) |
| 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 live 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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(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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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/Murray/Di'anno) |
| Out of winter came a warhorse of steel |
| I've never killed a woman before but I know how it feels |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| I met up with a stranger last night to keep me alive |
| He spends all his time on gambling and guns to survive |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Just give me sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight |
| I can laugh at the wind |
| I can howl at the rain |
| Down in the canyon or out on the plain |
| I'd know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw |
| So now I've got to look for sanctuary from the law |
| So give me sanctuary from the law...and I'll be alright |
| Just give me sanctuary from the law...and love me tonight, tonight |
| Love me tonight |
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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 |