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Flight 666 documents the first leg of Maiden's legendary SOMEWHERE BACK IN TIME WORLD TOUR which took them 50,000 miles round the planet playing 23 concerts on five continents in just 45 days. One of the stars of the movie is the band's customised Boeing 757, Ed Force One, which carried the band, all their crew, 12 tons of stage equipment and was piloted by Airline Captain and singer Bruce Dickinson. The movie gives a close up behind the scenes look at what happened on and off stage, when Maiden gave full access to a film crew for the first time ever, and contains some of the most spectacular live footage yet seen of Maiden. If you want to know what it is like to be part of the most adventurous tour in Rock history, you can't miss seeing this. Taking you from Mumbai to Santiago, LA to Sydney, Tokyo to Sao Paulo and all points between, through exhaustion and fan pandemonium, travelling with band and crew on the plane, to and from shows, in the bar and during leisure time, this really is Access All Areas!!! The special bonus disc contains the full set of 16 songs filmed live in 16 different cities giving you the full experience of the live power of Maiden and their fans all around the globe. |
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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 |