WILDEST
DREAMS
(Smith, Harris)
One, two...One, two, three, four...
I'm gonna organize some changes in my
life
I'm going to exorcise the demons of my past
I'm gonna take your car and hit the open road
I'm feeling levity just open up and go
And I just feel like I can do anything
That I might ever wish 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 the 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 visualize just what I'm gonna be
I'm on my way,
Out on my own again.
I'm on the way,
I'm gonna breakaway.
I'm gonna breakaway...
And I'm out on my own...
And I'm out on my own...
Give me breakaway...break in away...
I'm on my way,
Out on my own again.
I'm on the way,
Out on the road again.
I'm on my way,
Out on my own again.
I'm on the way,
I'm gonna breakaway! |
RAINMAKER
(Murray, Harris, Dickinson)
When I was wandering in the desert,
And was searching for the truth
I heard a chour of angels calling out my name,
I had the feeling that my life would never be the same game
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 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...
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 our lives like the cracks upon the ground,
They are sealed and are now washed 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 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 conclusion
And wishing all my life away,
No-one can stop me now
Time is up 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 everclear
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 conclusion
And wishing all my life away,
No-one can stop me now
Time is up 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... |
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 at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at 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 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
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 at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at 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 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
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
Facin the sun as they went to their grave,
Burn like a dog or you live like a slave
Death is the price for our soul's of liberty,
To stand with the cathars to die and be free
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
At the gates and at the walls of Montsegur,
Blood on the stones of the citadel.
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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 awake 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 death
In to the cirle 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 on to 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 thet 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 TOMORROW
(Gers, Harris, Dickinson)
Weaving a thread round your heart and
your soul,
Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goal
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight,
Deliver their cargo of earthly 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 don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane,
Give me the strenght 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 don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane,
Give me the strenght 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
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NEW
FRONTIER
(Mc Brain, Smith, Dickinson)
Bleeding you dry from the start,
The sum of my parts
To give it away,
New life in a day
Some new Frankestein,
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
Neverending forever searching,
Chasing dreams,
The dreams of my heart
Always seeking,
Always asking,
Questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier,
Planing 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
Neverending forever searching,
Chasing dreams,
The dreams of my heart
Always seeking,
Always asking,
Questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier,
Planing 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?
Neverending forever searching,
chasing dreams,
The dreams of my heart
Always seeking,
Always asking,
Questions right from the start
Out beyond the new frontier,
Planing 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,
Planing 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?
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PASCHENDALE
(Smith, Harris)
In a foreign field he lay,
Lonely soldier unknown grave
On his dying words he prays,
Tell the world of Pascendale
Relive all that he's been through,
Last communion of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears,
Let me tell you ‘bout 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 man no-one 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 Pascendale
Cruelty has a human heart,
Everyman 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 me go
Blood is falling like rain,
Its crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can’t hide their shame,
And so we die in Pascendale
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 Pascendale
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