Compositor:Stephen Percy Harris
(Harris)
Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun
Many Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the
sun
Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives
Judgement day has come around so be prepared don't run stand your ground
They're coming in from the sea
they've come the enemy
beneath the blazing sun
the battle has to be won
Invaders ... Pillaging
Invaders ... Looting
Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland
Warning must be given there's not enough men here for a stand
The Vikings are too many much too powerful to take on our own
We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone
They're coming over the hill
they've come to attack
they're coming in for the kill
there's no turning back
Invaders ... Fighting
Invaders ... Marauding
Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground
Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around
The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the
end
The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen
You'd better scatter and run
the battle's lost and not won
you'd better get away to fight another day
Invaders ... Raping
Invaders ... Plundering
Children of The Damned
Iron Maiden
Compositor:Steve Harris Harris, Steve
(Harris)
He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of The Damned
(repeat another 3 times)
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
(repeat another 3 times)
Now it burns his hand he's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
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 burning in the night
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
Compositor: Harris-smith
Compositor: Harris
Compositor: Steve Harris
Compositor: Steve Harris
The Prisoner
Iron Maiden
The Number of the Beast
"We want information, information, information."
"Who are you?"
"The new number two."
"Who is number one?"
"You are number six."
"I am not a number, I am a free man."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
I'm on the run, I'll kill to eat,
Starving now, feeling dead on my feet.
Going all the way, I'm nature's beast.
Do what i want, I do as i please.
Run, fight, to breathe, it's tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.
I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going...out.
If you kill me, it's self defence.
If I kill you, then I call it vengeance.
Spit in your eye, I will defy.
You'll be afraid when I call out your name.
Run, fight, to breathe, it's gonna be tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.
I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going.
I'm not a number, I'm a free man,
I'll live my life how i want to.
You'd better scratch me
from your black book,
'Cause I'll run rings around you.
"Who are you?"
"The new number two."
"Who is number one?"
"You are number six."
"I am not a number, I am a free man."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA."
I'm on the run, I'll kill to eat,
Starving now, feeling dead on my feet.
Going all the way, I'm nature's beast.
Do what i want, I do as i please.
Run, fight, to breathe, it's tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.
I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going...out.
If you kill me, it's self defence.
If I kill you, then I call it vengeance.
Spit in your eye, I will defy.
You'll be afraid when I call out your name.
Run, fight, to breathe, it's gonna be tough.
Now you see me, now you don't.
Break the walls, I'm coming out.
I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man,
And my blood is my own now.
Don't care where the past was,
I know where I'm going.
I'm not a number, I'm a free man,
I'll live my life how i want to.
You'd better scratch me
from your black book,
'Cause I'll run rings around you.
22 Acacia Avenue
Iron Maiden
If you're feeling down depressed and lonely
I know a place where we can go
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
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
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 know the risk of getting disease
Some day 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 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 it the pay
Sometimes when you strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it
Make 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 what 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
I know a place where we can go
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
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice
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 know the risk of getting disease
Some day 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 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 it the pay
Sometimes when you strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it
Make 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 what 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
Compositor: Harris-smith
The Number Of The Beast
Iron Maiden
"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding reckon
The number of the beast for it is a human number
its number is six hundred and sixty six. "
I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think to
Get the memories from my mind
What did I see, can i believe
That what I saw that night was real
and not just fantasy
Just what I saw, in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind
staring back at me
'Cause 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
'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real, or just 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 are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
This can't go on, I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream
But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerize... 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 take it's course
For the Devil sends the beast with wrath
because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding reckon
The number of the beast for it is a human number
its number is six hundred and sixty six. "
I left alone, my mind was blank
I needed time to think to
Get the memories from my mind
What did I see, can i believe
That what I saw that night was real
and not just fantasy
Just what I saw, in my old dreams
Were they reflections of my warped mind
staring back at me
'Cause 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
'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real, or just 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 are burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
This can't go on, I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream
But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerize... 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 take it's course
Compositor: Harris
Run To The Hills
Iron Maiden
White man came across the sea,
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed,
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard, we fought him well,
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came, too much to 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, a 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 for game
Raping the women and wasting the men,
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whisky 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...
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes, he killed our creed,
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard, we fought him well,
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came, too much to 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, a 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 for game
Raping the women and wasting the men,
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whisky 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...
Compositor: Steve Harris
Gangland
Iron Maiden
The Number of the Beast
Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave.
You're running today, maybe tomorrow you'll be saved.
You pray for daylight to save you for a while.
You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murder's up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where the jailbirds die.
Face at the window leers into your own.
But it's only your reflection, still you tremble in your bones.
How long can you hide? How long 'til they come?
A rat in a trap but you've got to survive.
Once you were glad to be free for a while.
The air tasted good and the world was your friend.
Then came the day when the hard times began.
Now you're alone but alive for how long?
A knife at your throat, another body on the pile.
A contract to keep and it's service with a smile.
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain.
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murder's up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where the jailbirds die.
In Gangland you tell no tales.
You're running today, maybe tomorrow you'll be saved.
You pray for daylight to save you for a while.
You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murder's up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where the jailbirds die.
Face at the window leers into your own.
But it's only your reflection, still you tremble in your bones.
How long can you hide? How long 'til they come?
A rat in a trap but you've got to survive.
Once you were glad to be free for a while.
The air tasted good and the world was your friend.
Then came the day when the hard times began.
Now you're alone but alive for how long?
A knife at your throat, another body on the pile.
A contract to keep and it's service with a smile.
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain.
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murder's up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where the jailbirds die.
In Gangland you tell no tales.
Cold as steel the darkness waits it's hour will come.
A cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun.
Mother nature's black revenge on those who waste her life.
War babies in the garden of Eden,
Shall turn our ashes to ice.
Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires.
Sunrise has gone numbing our desires.
Sunrise has gone
Sunrise has gone
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 whiplashed seas,
There's nowhere left to run.
The hammer blows of winter fall
Like a hurricane.
Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires.
Sunrise has gone numbing our desires.
Sunrise has gone
Sunrise has gone
Around the world the nations wait,
For some wise word from their leading light.
You know it isn't 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 journeys' end, it's just begun.
A cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun.
Mother nature's black revenge on those who waste her life.
War babies in the garden of Eden,
Shall turn our ashes to ice.
Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires.
Sunrise has gone numbing our desires.
Sunrise has gone
Sunrise has gone
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 whiplashed seas,
There's nowhere left to run.
The hammer blows of winter fall
Like a hurricane.
Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires.
Sunrise has gone numbing our desires.
Sunrise has gone
Sunrise has gone
Around the world the nations wait,
For some wise word from their leading light.
You know it isn't 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 journeys' end, it's just begun.
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Iron Maiden
I'm waiting in my cold cell, when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they'll take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low,
running low.
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 that there's some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end and not some crazy dream.
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not so easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when i try to speak.
Tears 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,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has He let me go?
As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.
Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
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 here is just a strange illusion
eh eh eh eh eh eh
Hallowed Be Thy Name
eh eh eh eh eh eh
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they'll take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low,
running low.
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 that there's some sort of error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end and not some crazy dream.
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not so easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when i try to speak.
Tears 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,
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has He let me go?
As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.
Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
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 here is just a strange illusion
eh eh eh eh eh eh
Hallowed Be Thy Name
eh eh eh eh eh eh
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Compositor: Steve Harris
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