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Dance of Death (2003)
Dance of Death (2003)
I'm gonna organise some changes in my life. I'm gonna 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 I can be anything. That all i might ever wish to be
and fantasize just what I want to be. Make my wildest dreams come true
When I remember back to how that things just used to be. And I was stuck
inside a shroud of misery
I felt I'd 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 visualize just what I'm gonna be
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.....
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
No More Lies
There's a darkened 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
Montsegur
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 that they took to their grave.
Still burning heretics under our skies. Religion's still burning inside.
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. 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 of the
cross.
Templar believers with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on
demand.
Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty. To stand with the cathars to die
and be free.
The book of old testament crippled and black. Satan his weapon is lust
As for the knowledge of god they had claimed. Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god 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 live like a
slave
Death is the price for your soul's liberty. To stand with the cathars and to die
and be free
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montségur. Blood on the stones of the citadel
Dance Of Death
Let me tell you a story to chill the bones about the things that I saw
One night wandering in the everglades. I'd one drink but no more
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
In to the circle of fire I followed them. In to 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
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 dead
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. 'Til I dance with the dead
Gates Of Tommorow
Weaving a thread round your heart and your soul. Decieving your eyes and
delaying your goal
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight. Deliver their cargo of eartly
delights
To the women and the 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 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
New Frontier
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
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?
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
In a foreign field he lay. Lonely soldier unkown grave
On his dying words he prays. Tell the world of Paschendale
Relive all that he's been through. Last communioun of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears. Let me tell you 'bout his years
Laying low in a blood filled trench. Kill 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
The bodies of ours and our foes. The sea of death it overflows
In no man's kand god only knows. Into jaws of death we go
Swear I heard the angels cry. Pray to god no more may die
So that people know the truth. Tell the tale of Paschendale
Blood is falling like the rain. It's crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hid their shame. and so we die on Paschendale
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire. Running straight at the cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath. Say a prayer symphony of death
See my spirit on the wind. Across the lines beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again. Those who died at Paschendale
I wait for the signs, they tell me true. I see the signs of the end of time
Age Of Innocence
Steve Harris, Dave Murray
And all the politicians and their hollow promises. And all the lies, deciet 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 can 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
A life of petty crime gets punished with a holiday. The victims' mind are
scarred for life most everyday
Assailants know just how much further that can go. They know the laws are
soft conviction chances low
So we can 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
Despondent public worries where it will all end. We can't protect ourselces our
kids from the crime trend
We cannot even warn each other of evil in our midst.
They have more rights than us, you cannot call that justice
So we can 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
Journeyman
Steve Harris, Adrian Smith, Bruce 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
But the memory still remains. All the past years not so stange
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