Wildest Dreams
(Smith, Harris)
I'm gonna organise some changes in my life
I'm going to exorcise the demons of my past
I'm gonna take the car and hit the open road
I'm feeling ready to just open up and go
And I just feel that I can be anything
That I might ever wished to be
And fantasize just what I want to be
Make my wildest dreams come true
I'm on my way! Out on my own again!
I'm on my way! Out on the road again! When I remember back to how that things just used to be
And I was stuck inside a shroud of misery
I felt I disappeared so deep inside myself
I couldn't find a way to break away the hell
When I'm feeling down and low
I vow I'll never be the same again
I just remember what I am
And visualise just what I'm gonna be
I'm on my way! Out on my own again!
I'm on my way! I'm gonna break away I'm gonna break away
I'm out on my own
I'm out on my own
Gonna break away
Break it away!
I'm on my way! Out on my own again
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! Out on the road again
I'm on my way! Out on my own again
I'm on my way! I'm gonna break away |
| Rainmaker
(Murray, Harris, Dickinson)
When I was wandering in the desert and I was searching for the truth
I heard a choir of angels calling out my name
I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again
I turn my face towards the barren sun
And I know of the pain, that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground
They are sealed and are now washed away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears And I know of the pain, that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives
They are sealed and now far away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away
You tell me we can start the rain
You tell me that we all can change
You tell me we can find something to wash the tears And I know of the pain, that you feel the same as me
And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves
And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives
They are sealed and now far away
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| No More Lies
(Harris)
There's a darkening sky before me, there's no time to prepare
Salvage a last horizon, but no regrets from me
Maybe I'll be back some other day to live again just who can say
In what shape or form that I might be, just another chance for me
A hurried time, no disgrace, instead of racing to conclusions
And wishing all my life away, noone can stop me now
Time is up, it couldn't last but there's more things I'd like to do
I'm coming back to try again someday maybe I'll wait till then
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies! They're all sitting at my table, talking tall and drinking wine
Their time is up just like me, but they just don't know it yet
So just a word of warning when you're in your deepest dreams
There's nothing you can hide from, I've got my eye on you
The clock is fast, the hour is near, eventful past is ever clear
My life is set, the time is here, I think I'm coming home
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies! A hurried time, no disgrace, instead of racing to conclusions
Wishing all your life away, noone can stop me now
Time is up, it couldn't last but there's more things I have to do
I'm coming back to try again don't tell me that this is the end
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies!
No more lies! No more lies...
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| Montsegur
(Gers, Harris, Dickinson)
I stand alone in this desolate space, in death they are truly alive
Massacred innocence, evil took place, the angels were burning inside
Centuries later I wonder why, what secret they took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies, religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel As we kill them all so God will know His own, the innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal, curse of the Grail and the blood on the cross
Templar believers with blood on their hands joined in the song_chorus to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their souls' liberty to stand with the Cathars to die and be free
The book of Old Testament crippled and black, Satan his weapon is lust
Living this evil damnation of flesh back to the torture of life
The Perfect would willingly die at the stake and all of their followers slain
As for the knowledge of God they had claimed, religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel As we kill them all so God will know His own, the innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal, curse of the Grail and the blood on the cross
Templar believers with blood on their hands joined in the song_chorus to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their souls' liberty stumbling penitence everyone dies
As we kill them all so God will know His own, laugh at the darkness and in God we trust
The eye of the triangle smiling with sin, no passover feast for the cursed within
Facing the sun as they went to their grave, burn like a dog or you'll live like a slave
Death is the price for your souls' liberty to stand with the Cathars to die and be free
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsegur, blood on the stones of the citadel |
| Dance Of Death
(Gers, Harris)
Let me tell you a story to chill the bones, about a thing that I saw
One night wandering in the Everglades I'd one drink but no more
I was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight, gazing up at the stars
Not aware of a presence so near to me, watching my every move
Feeling scared and I fell to my knees as something rushed me from the trees
Took me to an unholy place and that is where I fell from grace
Then they summoned me over to join in with them to the dance of the dead
Into the circle of fire I followed them, into the middle I was led
As if time had stopped still I was numb with fear but still I wanted to go
And the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me as I walked onto the coals
Then I felt I was in a trance and my spirit was lifted from me
And if only someone had the chance to witness what happened to me
And I danced and I pranced and I sang with them, all had Death in their eyes
Lifeless figures they were undead all of them, they had ascended from Hell
As I danced with the dead my free spirit was laughing and howling down at me
Below my undead body just danced the circle of Death
Until the time came to reunite us both, my spirit came back down to me
I didn't know if I was alive or dead as the others all joined in with me
By luck then a skirmish started and took the attention away from me
When they took their gaze from me was the moment that I fled
I ran like hell, faster than the wind, but behind I did not glance
One thing that I did not dare was to look just straight ahead
When you know that your time has come around you know you'll be prepared for it
Say your last goodbyes to everyone, drink and say a prayer for it
When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
When you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed
And you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead
To this day I guess I'll never know just why they let me go
But I'll never go dancing no more 'till I dance with the dead
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| Gates Of Tomorrow
(Gers, Harris, Dickinson)
Weaving a thread 'round your heart and your soul
Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goals
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight
Deliver their cargo of earthly delights
To the women and children the souls of the dead
I've opened their book and no mercy is shed
You want forgiveness and you want it cheap
I don't give redemption rewards for the meek
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, slaves to the dead, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, no mercy is shed, show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web, but I cut the threads, show you the gates of tomorrow |
| New Frontier
(McBrain, Smith, Dickinson)
Bleeding you dry from the start, the sum of my parts
To give it away, new life in a day
Some new Frankenstein damned for all time
Cursed by the Angel who fell, who saves me from Hell?
And who is my god? And where is my soul?
Too tired to jump, too young to run
Never ending, forever searching, chasing dreams, the dreams of your heart
Always seeking, always asking, questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier, playing god without mercy, without fear
Create a beast, made a man without a soul
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man I want to end my life now, but I don't know how
Recycled again, a lifetime of pain
The spawn of a man the Devil has planned
Never ending, forever searching, chasing dreams, the dreams of your heart
Always seeking, always asking, questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier, playing god without mercy, without fear
Create a beast, made a man without a soul
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man Never ending, forever searching, chasing dreams, the dreams of your heart
Always seeking, always asking, questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier, playing god without mercy, without fear
Create a beast, made a man without a soul
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man
Out beyond the new frontier, playing god without mercy, without fear
Create a beast, made a man without a soul
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man
Is it worth the risk? A war of god and man |
| Paschendale
(Smith, Harris)
In a foreign field you lay, lonely soldier, unknown grave
On his dying words he prays, tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through, last communion of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears, let me tell you about his years
Laying low in a blood-filled trench, killing time 'til my very own death
On my face I can feel the falling rain, never see my friends again
In the smoke in the mud and lead, smell the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be time to go over the wall, rapid fire and the end of us all
Whistles, shouts, and more gun fire, lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb, be reunited with my dead friends soon
Many soldiers eighteen years drown in mud no more tears
Surely a war noone can win, killing time about to begin
Home, far away from the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away but the war, no chance to live again The bodies of ours and our foes, the sea of death it overflows
In no man's land God only knows, into jaws of death we go
Crucified as if on a cross, allied troops they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine such before has never been seen
Swear I heard the angels cry, pray to God no more may die
So that people know the truth, tell the tale of Paschendale
Cruelty has a human heart, every man does play his part
Terror of the men we kill, the human heart is hungry still
I stand my ground for the very last time, gun is ready as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow, rush of blood and over we gooooooooo
Blood is falling like the rain, its crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hide their shame and so we die in Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire, running straight at cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath, say a prayer symphony of death
As we charge the enemy lines, a burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no-one hears, feel the blood go down my throat
Home, far away from the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away but the war, no chance to live again
Home, far away from the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away but the war, no chance to live again See my spirit on the wind, across the lines beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again those who died at Paschendale
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| Face In The Sand
(Smith, Harris, Dickinson)
Everyone's waiting for something to happen
Everybody's waiting for something to see
Lunatics waiting for bigger disasters
Everyone's waiting for news on TV
Winding lives at the end of the spiral
Waiting dictators with their next big thrill
Everyone's looking but no one is listening
Everybody wants to be in at the kill
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the end time
Everyone's searching but nothing's revealing
Everyone's looking for the reason why
Everyone's hoping for life everafter
Everyone's looking at death from the sky
Everyone's nightmares are going to happen
Everybody's ripping the mask from their eyes
Everyone's praying but no one's believing
Everyone's heroes tell everyone's lies
I wait for the signs, they tell me true
I see the signs of the end
So I watch and I wait and I pray for an answer
An end to the strife and the world's misery
But the end never came and we're digging the graves
And we're loading the guns for the kill
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy So I watch and I wait and I pray for an answer
An end to the strife and the world's misery
But the end never came and we're digging the graves
And we're loading the guns for the kill
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy
Can the end be at hand? Is the face in the sand?
Future memory of our tragedy Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh!
Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh!
Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh!
Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooooooooh!
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| Age Of Innocence
(Murray, Harris)
I can't be compromising in my throughts no more
I can't prevent the times my anger fills my heart
I can't be sympathising with a new lost cause
I feel I've lost my patience with the world and all
And all the politicans and their hollow promises
And all the lies, deceit and shame that goes with it
The working man pays everything for their mistakes
And with his life too if there was to be a war
So we only get one chance, can we take it
And we only get one life, can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have, don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading... like an old dream A life of petty crime gets punished with a holiday
The victim's minds are scarred for life most everyday
Assailants know just how much further they can go
They know the laws are soft, conviction chances low
So we only get one chance, can we take it
And we only get one life, can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have, don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading... like an old dream You can't protect yourselves even in your own home
For fear of vigilante cries the victims wipe their eyes
So now the criminals they laugh right in our face
Judicial system lets them do it, a disgrace
Despondent public worries where it all will end
We can't protect ourselves our kids from crime the trend
We cannot warn each other of evil in our midst
They have more rights than us, you cannot call that just
So we only get one chance, can we take it
And we only got one life, can't exchange it
Can we hold on to what we have, don't replace it
The age of innocence is fading... like an old dream The age of innocence is fading... like an old dream
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| Journeyman
(Smith, Harris, Dickinson)
From the red sky of the East to the sunset in the West
We have cheated Death and He has cheated us
But that was just a dream and this is what it means
We are sleeping and we'll dream for evermore
And the fragment remains of our memories
And the shadows we made with our hands
Deeper grey, came to mourn all the colours of the dawn
Will this journeyman's day be his last?
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away But the memorys still remains, all the past years not so strange
Our winter times are like a silent shroud
And the heartbeat of the day drives the mist away
And winter's not the only dream around
In your life you may choose desolation
And the shadows you build with your hands
If you turn to the light that is burning in the night
Then your journeyman's day has begun
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away In your life you may choose desolation
And the shadows you build with your hands
If you turn to the light that is burning in the night
Then your journeyman's day has begun
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want, I say what I want
And no one can take it away |
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