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(2002) |
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| Run To The Hills (live) | ||
| Children Of The Damned (live) | ||
| Total Eclipse (live) |
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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) |
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He's walking like a small child, but watch his eyes burn you away |
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Black holes in his golden stare, God knows he wants to go home |
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Children of the damned |
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Children of the damned |
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Children of the damned |
| Children of the damned |
| He's walking like a dead man, if he had lived he would have crucified us all |
| Now he's standing on the last step, he thought oblivion, well it beckons us all |
| Children of the damned |
| Children of the damned |
| Children of the damned |
| Children of the damned |
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Now it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh |
| Smiles as the flames sear his flesh |
| Melting his face, screaming in pain |
| Watch him die according to plan |
| He's dust on the ground, what did we learn |
| You're children of the damned |
| Your back's against the wall |
| You turn into the light |
| You're children of the damned |
| Like candles watch them burn |
| Burning in the light |
| You'll burn again tonight |
| You're children of the damned |
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(Harris/Murray/Burr) |
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Cold as steel the darkness waits its hour will come |
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A cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun |
| Mother natures' black revenge on those who wasted her life |
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War babies in the garden of Eden shall turn our ashes to ice |
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Sunrise has gone, freezing up the fires |
| Sunrise has gone, numbing our desires |
| Around the world the people stop with terror stricken eyes |
| A shadow cast upon them all, |
| To crush them like a fly In the icy rain and whip lashed seas |
| There's nowhere left to run the hammer blows of winter fall like a hurricane |
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Sunrise has gone, freezing up the fires |
| Sunrise has gone, numbing our desires |
| Around the world the nations wait for some wise word from their leading light |
| You know it's not only madmen who listen to fools |
| Is this the end, the millions cried clutching their riches as they died |
| Those who survive must weather the storm |
| Gone are the days when man looked down |
| They've taken away his sacred crown |
| To be set free, it took so long |
| It's not journey's end, it's just begun |