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(2003) |
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Recorded live at Nürburgring on June 6th 2003. |
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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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(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/Dickinson/Harris) |
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Another Prophet of Disaster, who says the ship is lost |
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Another Prophet of Disaster, leaving you to count the cost |
| Taunting us with Visions, afflicting us with fear |
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Predicting War for millions, in the hope that one appears |
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No point asking when it is |
| No point asking who's to go |
| No point asking what's the game |
| No point asking who's to blame |
| 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die |
| 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die |
| If you're gonna die, die with your boots on |
| If you're gonna try, just stick around |
| Gonna cry, just move along |
| If you're gonna die, you're gonna die |
| In 13 the Beast is Rising, the Frenchman did surmise |
| Through earthquakes and starvation, the Warlord will arise |
| Terror Death Destruction, pour from the Eastern sands |
| But the truth of all predictions, is always in your hands |
| No point asking when it is |
| No point asking who's to go |
| No point asking what's the game |
| No point asking who's to blame |
| 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die |
| 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die |
| If you're gonna die, die with your boots on |
| If you're gonna try, just stick around |
| Gonna cry, just move along |
| If you're gonna die, you're gonna die |
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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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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/Smith) |
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If you're feeling down depressed an lonely, I know a place where we can go |
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22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know |
| So if you're looking for a good time, and you're prepared to pay the price |
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Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody's got their vice |
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If you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece |
| You can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free |
| So any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go |
| You can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know |
| Charlotte can't you get out from all this madness |
| Can't you see it only brings you sadness |
| When you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease |
| Someday when you're reaching the age of forty, I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying |
| Nobody then will want to know, You won't have any more beautiful wares to show any more |
| 22, the avenue that's the place where we all go |
| You will find it's warm inside, the red light's burning bright tonight |
| Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life, don't you ever think about the bad times |
| Why do you have to live this way, do you enjoy your lay or is the pay |
| Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue, the way you walk it makes men think of having you |
| When you're walking down the street, everybody stops and turns to stare at you |
| Beat her mistreat her do anything that you please, bite her excite her make her get down on her knees |
| Abuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got, caress her molest her she always does want you want |
| You're running away don't you know what you're doing, can't you see it'll lead you to ruin |
| Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away |
| You believe that because what you're earning, your life's good don't you know that you're hurting |
| All the people that love you don't cast them aside |
| All the men that are constantly drooling, it's no life for you stop all that screwing |
| You're packing your bags and you're coming with me |
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(Smith/Harris) |
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I'm gonna organise some changes in my life |
| I'm gonna exorcise the demons of my past |
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I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road |
| I'm feeling ready to just open up and go |
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And I just feel I can be anything |
| That I might ever wish to be |
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And fantasize just what I want to be |
| Make my wildest dreams come true |
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I'm on my way, out on my own again |
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I'm on my way, out on the road again |
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When I remember back to how that things just used to be |
| And I was stick inside a shroud of misery |
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I felt I disappeared so deep inside myself |
| I couldn't find a way to break away the hell |
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When I'm feeling down and low |
| I vow I'll never be the same again |
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I just remember what I am |
| And visualize just what I'm gonna be |
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I'm on my way, out on my own again |
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I'm on my way, I'm gonna breakaway |
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I'm gonna breakaway, I'm out on my own |
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I'm out on my own, gonna breakaway |
| Breaking away |
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I'm on my way, out on my own again |
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I'm on my way, out on the road again |
| I'm on my way, out on my own again |
| I'm on my way, I'm gonna breakaway |
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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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(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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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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| 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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| 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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| 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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(Dickinson) |
| Honey it's getting close to midnight, and all the myths are still in town |
| True love and lipstick on your linen, bite the pillow make no sound |
| If there's some living to be done, before your life becomes your tomb |
| You'd better know that I'm the one, so unchain your back door and invite me around |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Honey it's getting close to daybreak, the sun is creeping in the sky |
| No patent remedies for heartache, just empty words and humble pie |
| So get down on your knees honey, assume an attitude |
| You just pray that I'll be waiting, 'cos you know I'm coming soon |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| So pick up your foolish pride, no going back |
| No where no way no place to hide |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| Bring me your daughter, fetch your daughter |
| To the slaughter |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Bring me your daughter, bring me your daughter to the slaughter |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| Let her go, let her go, let her go |
| I'm coming to get ya |
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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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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 dust clouds 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 |