iron_maiden_songs.tsv

album	year	num	title	lyrics
Iron Maiden	1980	1	Prowler	Walking through the city, looking oh so pretty,\nI've just got to find my way.\nSee the ladies flashing. All their legs and lashes.\nI've just got to find my way.\nWell you see me crawling through the bushes with it open wide.\nWhat you seeing girl?\nCan't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it,\nCan't you believe your eyes?\nIt's the real thing girl.\nGot me feeling myself and reeling around,\nGot me talking but feel like walking around.\nGot me feeling myself and reeling a...\nGot me talking but nothing's with me...\nGot me feeling myself and reeling around.\n
Iron Maiden	1980	2	Sanctuary	Out of winter came a warhorse of steel\nI've never killed a woman before\nBut I know how it feels\nI know you'd have gone insane\nIf you saw what I saw\nSo now I've got to look for\nSanctuary from the law\nI met up with a stranger last night\nTo keep me alive\nHe spends all his money on gambling\nAnd guns to survive\nI know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw\nSo now I've got to look for Sanctuary from the law\nSo give me Sanctuary from the law\nAnd I'll be alright\nJust give me Sanctuary from the law\nAnd love me tonight...tonight\nI know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw\nSo now I've got to look for Sanctuary from the law\nI can laugh at the wind\nI can howl at the rain\nDown in the canyon or out on the plains\nI know you'd have gone insane if you saw what I saw\nSo now I've got to look for Sanctuary from the law\n
Iron Maiden	1980	3	Remember Tomorrow	Unchain the colours before my eyes,\nYesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.\nScan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,\nI shall return from out of fire.\nTears for rememberance, and tears for joy,\nTears for somebody and this lonely boy.\nOut in the madness, the all seeing eye,\nFlickers above us, to light up the sky.\nUnchain the colours before my eyes,\nYesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.\nScan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,\nI shall return from out of fire.\n
Iron Maiden	1980	4	Running Free	Just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luck.\nI've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here I go.\nI'm running free yeah, I'm running free.\nI'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free.\nSpent the night in an L. A. jail, and listened to the sirens wail.\nThey ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running free.\nPuller here at the Bottle Top, whiskey, dancing, disco hop.\nNow all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be\n
Iron Maiden	1980	5	Phantom Of The Opera	I've been looking so long for you now you won't get away from my grasp.\nYou've been living so long in hiding in hiding behind that false mask.\nAnd you know and I know that you ain't got long now to last.\nYour looks and your feelings are just the remains of your past.\nYou're standing in the wings, there you wait for the curtain to fall.\nKnowing the terror and holding you have on us all.\nYeah, I know that you're gonna scratch me, maim me and maul.\nYou know I'm helpless from your mesmerising cat call.\nKeep your distance, walk away, don't take his bait.\nDon't you stray, don't fade away.\nWatch your step, he's out to get you, come what may.\nDon't you stray, from the narrow way.\nI'm running and hiding in my dreams you're always there.\nYou're the Phantom of the Opera, you're the devil, you're just out to scare.\nYou damaged my mind and my soul it just floats through the air.\nHaunt me, you taunt me, you torture me back at your lair.\n
Iron Maiden	1980	6	Transylvania	
Iron Maiden	1980	7	Strange World	The only place where you can dream, living here is not what it seems.\nShip of white light in the sky, nobody there to reason why.\nHere I am, I'm not really there, smiling faces ever so rare.\nA let's walk in deepest space, living here just isn't the place.\nStalks of light come from the ground, when I cry there isn't a sound.\nAll my feelings cannot be held, I'm happy in my new strange world.\nShades of green grasses twine, girls drinking plasma wine.\nA look at love, a dream unfolds, living here, you'll never grow old.\nDon't you hear me call? Ooh\n
Iron Maiden	1980	8	Charlotte The Harlot	Giving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're saying?\nCharlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're giving.\nSticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're after?\nCharlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?\nCharlotte the Harlot show me your legs,\nCharlotte the Harlot take me to bed.\nCharlotte the Harlot let me see blood,\nCharlotte the Harlot let me see love.\nTaking so many men to your room, don't you feel no remorse?\nYou charge them a "fiver", It's only for starters.\nAnd ten for the main course.\nAnd you've got no feelings, they died long ago.\nDon't you care who you let in?\nAnd don't you know you're breaking the law with the service you're giving.\nThere was a time when you left me standing there,\nPicking up pieces of love off the floor.\nWell Charlotte you left me alone in there,\nTo make your ends as a bloody whore.\nWell Charlotte you told me you love me true,\nPicking up pieces of love yesterday.\nWell Charlotte your draws are off color too\n'Cause you're making love all day.\nGiving a swish with your arse in the air, don't you know what they're saying?\nCharlotte you're so refined when you take all the love that they're giving.\nSticking with every man that you find, don't you know what they're after?\nCharlotte you've got your legs in the air, don't you hear all the laughter?\n
Iron Maiden	1980	9	Iron Maiden	Won't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.\nI just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.\nSee the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.\nIron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.\nOh Well, wherever, wherever you are,\nIron Maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.\nSee the blood flow watching it shed up above my head.\nIron Maiden wants you for dead.\nWon't you come into my room, I wanna show you all my wares.\nI just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare.\nSee the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.\nIron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought.\n
Running Free	1980	2	Burning Ambition	So you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again\nYou'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men\nThere's something burning inside me that makes me want to be free\nAnd when I get these feelings honey, you better keep away from me\nThere's things in life now, baby, that I know I've got to do\nAnd I need your love now, baby, to help me see it through\nSo you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again\nYou'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men\nSo you think you can own me, well you'd better just think again\nYou'd better watch your steps now, woman, cause I ain't like those other men\nThere's something burning inside me that makes me want to be free\nAnd when I get these feelings honey, you better keep away from me\n
Women In Uniform	1980	1	Women In Uniform	Beehive hairdo, 45 on the hip\nPatrolwoman Saunders, don't you give her no whip\nTook me to the station for a breathtest\nthen back to the bedroom for some house-arrest\nWomen in uniform, sometimes they look so cold\nWomen in uniform, but, Oh! They feel so warm\nComing back to London on a 747\nStewardess made me feel like I'm in heaven\nLooking up the aisle to see what I could see\nShe leaned over said; Give it to me\nWhite apron, brown leather shoes\nThe nurse at the clinic left my heart all bruised\nGave me a massage, sprained my right\nNow she takes my temperature every night\nWomen in uniform, Women in uniform\nWomen in uniform, Women in uniform\nCommando raid on the Lebanese border\nSergeant Anita, she gives the order\nKhaki jacket and a love gun\nBaby, I surrender, let's have some fun\nWomen in uniform, Women in uniform\nWomen in uniform, Women in uniform\nWomen in uniform, Khaki, white and blue\nWomen in uniform, coming after you\nWomen, women, Women in uniform\nWomen, women, Women in uniform\n
Women In Uniform	1980	2	Invasion	The Vikings are coming\nYou'd better get ready for we're having a fight\nThe long boats are coming\nThey're looking like dragons in the dead of the night\nMuster the men from all the villages\nYou'd better get ready to fight with your enemies\nBeacons are burning\nI'm giving the word to get ready to fight\nThe battle is nearing\nYou'd better get ready to fight for your lives\nThe Norsemen are coming\nThe Norsemen are coming\nThe warnings are given\nThe Norsemen are coming\nRaping and pillaging\nRobbing and looting the land\nViking raiders from afar\n
Killers	1981	1	The Ides Of March	
Killers	1981	2	Wrathchild	I was born into a scene of angriness and greed, and dominance and persecution.\nMy mother was a queen, my dad I've never seen, I was never meant to be.\nAnd now I spend my time looking all around,\nFor a man that's nowhere to be found.\nUntil I find him I'm never gonna stop searching,\nI'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around.\n'Cos I'm a wrathchild, well I'm a wrathchild.\nYeah I'm a wrathchild. I'm coming to get you, oooh yeah.\nSay it doesn't matter ain't nothin' gonna alter the course of my destination.\nI know I've got to find some serious piece of mind, or I know I'll go crazy.\nBut now I spend my time looking all around,\nFor a man thats nowhere to be found.\nUntil I find him I'm never gonna stop searching,\nI'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around.\n
Killers	1981	3	Murders In The Rue Morgue	I remember it as plain as day\nAlthough it happened in the dark of the night.\nI was strolling through the streets of Paris\nAnd it was cold it was starting to rain.\nAnd then I heard a piercing scream\nAnd I rushed to the scene of the crime\nBut all I found was the butchered remains\nOf two girls lay side by side.\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nSomeone call the Gendarmes\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nRun before the killers go free\nThere's some people coming down the street\nAt last there's someone heard my call\nI can't understand why they're pointing at me\nI never done nothing at all.\nBut I must have got some blood on my hands\nBecause everyone's shouting at me\nI can't speak French so I couldn't explain\nAnd like a fool I started running away.\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nSomeone call the Gendarmes\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nAm I ever gonna be free.\nAnd now I've gotta get away from the arms of the law.\nAll France is looking for me.\nI've gotta find my way across the border for sure\nDown the south to Italy.\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nSomeone call the Gendarmes\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nI'm never going home.\nWell I made it to the border at last\nBut I can't erase the scene from my mind\nAnytime somebody stares at me, well\nI just start running blind\nWell I'm moving through the shadows at night\nAway from the staring eyes\nAny day they'll be looking for me\n'Cause I know I show the signs of...\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nRunning from the Gendarmes\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nRunning from the arms of the law\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nRunning from the Gendarmes\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nAm I ever gonna be free\nIt took so long and I'm getting so tired\nI'm running out of places to hide\nShould I return to the scene of the crime\nWhere the two young victims died\nIf I could go to somebody for help\nIt'd get me out of trouble for sure\nBut I know that it's on my mind\nThat my doctor said I've done it before.\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nThey're never gonna find me\nMurders in the Rue Morgue\nI'm never going home.\n
Killers	1981	4	Another Life	As I lay here lying on my bed, sweet voices come into my head.\nOh what it is, I wanna know, please won't you tell me it's got to go.\nThere's a feeling that's inside me, telling me to get away.\nBut I'm so tired of living, I might as well end today.\n
Killers	1981	5	Genghis Khan	
Killers	1981	6	Innocent Exile	My life is so empty, nothing to live for.\nMy mind is all confusion, 'cos I defied the law.\nWhen you weren't there to help me, I lost my mind and ran.\nI never had no trouble before this all began.\nMy life is so empty, nothing to live for.\nMy mind is all confusion, 'cos I defied the law.\nWhen you weren't there to help me, I lost my mind and ran.\nI never had no trouble before this all began.\nI'm running away, no where to go.\nI'm lost and tired and I just don't know. Yeah...\nThey say I killed a woman, they know it isn't true.\nThey're just trying to frame me, and all because of you. Yeah...\n
Killers	1981	7	Killers	You walk through the subway, his eyes burn a hole in your back,\nA footstep behind you, he lunges prepared for attack.\nScream for mercy, he laughs as he's watching you bleed,\nKiller behind you, his blood lust defies all his needs.\nMy innocent victims are slaughtered with wrath and despise,\nThe mocking religion of hatred that burns in the night.\nI have no one, I'm bound to destroy all this greed,\nA voice inside me compelling to satisfy me.\nI can see what a life's meant to be,\nAnd you'll never know how I came to forsee, see, see.\nMy faith in believing is stronger than lifelines and ties,\nWith the glimmer of metal my moment is ready to strike.\nDeath call arises, a scream breaks the still of the night,\nAnother tomorrow, remember to walk in the light!\nI have found you, and now there is no place to run,\nExcitement shakes me, oh God help me what have I done?!\nOooh yeah, I've done it!\nYEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHH!\nYou walk through the subway, my eyes burn a hole in your back,\nA footstep behind you, he lunges prepared for attack.\nScream for mercy, he laughs as he's watching you bleed,\nKiller behind you, my blood lust defies all my needs.\nOooh look out, I'm coming for you!\nAhahahaha!\n
Killers	1981	8	Prodigal Son	Listen to me Lamia, listen to what I've got to say.\nI've got these feelings, and they won't go away.\nI've got these fears inside that'll bring me to my knees.\nOh help me Lamia or I'm sure I'll die, oh please.\nI feel unsettled, now I know that I've done wrong.\nI've messed around with mystic things and magic for too long.\nI feel I'm being paid with this nightmare inside me,\nThe devil's got a hold on my soul and he just won't let me be.\nI'm on my knees, oh help me please.\nI'm on my knees, help me please.\nOh Lamia please try to help me.\nThe devil's got a hold of my soul and he won't let me be.\nLamia I've got this curse, I'm turning to bad.\nThe devil's got a hold of my soul, and it's driving me mad. Oh\nOh Lamia please try to help me.\nThe devil's got a hold of my soul and he won't let me be.\nLamia I've got this curse, I'm turning to bad.\nThe devil's got a hold of my soul, and it's driving me mad. Oh\n
Killers	1981	9	Purgatory	Thinking of an age old dream,\nPlaces I have never seen,\nFantasies lived times before.\nI split my brain, melt through the floor.\nOver clouds my mind will fly,\nForever now I can't think why.\nMy body tries to leave my soul.\nOr is it me, I just don't know.\nMemories rising from the past,\nThe future's shadow overcast.\nSomething's clutching at my head,\nThrough the darkness I'll be led.\nOh another time, another place.\nOh another smile on another face.\nWhen you see me floating up beside you,\nYou get the feeling that all my love's inside of you.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\nThinking of an age old dream,\nPlaces I have never seen,\nFantasies lived times before.\nI split my brain, melt through the floor.\nOver clouds my mind will fly,\nForever now I can't think why.\nMy body tries to leave my soul.\nOr is it me, I just don't know.\nMemories rising from the past,\nThe future's shadow overcast.\nSomething's clutching at my head,\nThrough the darkness I'll be led.\nOh another time, another place.\nOh another smile on another face.\nWhen you see me walking up beside you,\nYou get the feeling that all my love's inside of you.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\nPlease take me away, take me away, so far away.\n
Killers	1981	10	Twilight Zone	She lays in bed at night and that is when I make my call.\nBut when she stares at me, she can't see nothing at all,\nBecause, you see, I can't take no shape or form.\nIt's been three long years since I've been gone.\nI can't get used to purgatory, you know it really makes me cry.\nI'll never know the reason why I had to go.\nOh, oh, I'm crying,\nOh, oh, oh, deep inside of me.\nOh, oh, oh, can't you see me?\nAh can't you see me?\nI'm looking forward to her spirit coming over to me.\nI feel tempted to bring her over to see just what it's\nLike to be hanging on the other side.\nI feel so lonely, it's a long time since I died.\nI try to show her that she's never gonna be alone,\nBecause my spirit is imprisoned in the twilight zone.\nOh, oh, I'm crying,\nOh, oh, oh, deep inside of me.\nOh, oh, oh, can't you hear me?\nAh can't you see me?\n
Killers	1981	11	Drifter	Walk away!\nLook out now, baby won't you take me away,\nSittin' here its gonna be a new day.\nGotta sing my song and I can't go wrong,\nGotta keep on roaming, gotta sing my song.\nWhat you feeling when you hold me tight?\nI'm gonna cuddle up with you tonight, gonna get you feeling so secure.\nListen child don't you see there's a cure?\nAnywhere got to get you away, feels so good think it's gonna be a new day.\nI'm gonna get my song till I can't go on,\nI'm gonna keep on roaming gonna sing my song.\nI want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along.\nI want you to sing it, sing it, sing it, sing it along.\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	1	Invaders	Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun\nMany Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun\nCall to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives\nJudgement day has come around so be prepared don't run stand your ground\nThey're coming in from the sea\nthey've come the enemy\nbeneath the blazing sun\nthe battle has to be won\nInvaders ... Pillaging\nInvaders ... Looting\nSet ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland\nWarning must be given there's not enough men here for a stand\nThe Vikings are too many too powerful to take on our own\nWe must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone\nThey're coming over the hill\nthey've come to attack\nthey're coming in for the kill\nthere's no turning back\nInvaders ... Fighting\nInvaders ... Marauding\nAxes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground\nSevered limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around\nThe smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the end\nThe Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen\nYou'd better scatter and run\nthe battle's lost and not won\nyou'd better get away\nto fight another day\nInvaders ... Raping\nInvaders ... Plundering\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	2	Children Of The Damned	He's walking like a small child\nBut watch his eyes burn you away\nBlack holes in his golden stare\nGod knows he wants to go home\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nHe's walking like a dead man\nIf he had lived he would've crucified us all\nNow he's standing on his last step\nHe thought oblivion, well, it beckons us all\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nChildren of the damned\nNow it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh\nSmiles as the flame sears his flesh\nMelting his face screaming in pain\nPeeling the skin from his eyes\nWatch him die according to plan\nHe's dust on the ground. What did we learn?\nYou're children of the damned\nYour back's against the wall\nYou turn into the light\nYou're burning in the night\nYou're children of the damned\nLike candles watch them burn\nBurning in the light\nYou'll burn again tonight\nChildren of the damned\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	3	The Prisoner	I'm on the run, I kill to eat\nI'm starving now, feeling dead on my feet\nGoing all the way, I'm natures beast\nDo what I want and do as I please\nRun - Fight - To breathe - It's tough\nNow you see me now you don't\nBreak the walls I'm coming out\nNot a prisoner I'm a free man\nAnd my blood is my own now\nDon't care where the past was\nI know where I'm going ...out!\nIf you kill me it's self defense\nAnd if I kill ya' then I call it vengeance\nSpit in your eye I will defy\nYou'll be afraid when I call out your name\nRun - Fight - To breathe - It's gonna be tough\nNow you see me now you don't\nBreak the walls I'm coming out\nNot a prisoner I'm a free man\nAnd my blood is my own now\nDon't care where the past was\nI know where I'm going\nI'm not a number I'm a free man\nLive my life where I want to\nYou'd better scratch me from your black book\nCause' I'll run rings around you\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	4	22 Acacia Avenue	If you're feeling down depressed and lonely\nI know a place where we can go\n22 Acacia Avenue meet a lady that I know\nSo if you're looking for a good time\nAnd you're prepared to pay the price\nFifteen quid is all she asks for\nEverybody's got their vice\nIf you're waiting for a long time for the rest to do their piece\nYou can tell her that you know me and you might even get it free\nSo any time you're down the East End don't you hesitate to go\nYou can take my honest word for it she'll teach you more than you can know\nCharlotte can't you get out from all of this madness\nCan't you see it only brings you sadness\nWhen you entertain your men don't you know the risk of getting disease\nSome day when you're reaching the age of forty\nI bet you'll regret the days when you were laying\nNobody then will want to know\nYou won't have any beautiful wares to show any more\n22 the avenue that's the place where we all go\nYou will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight\nCharlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life\nDon't you ever think about the bad times\nWhy do you have to live this way\nDo you enjoy your lay or is it the pay\nSometimes when you're strolling down the avenue\nThe way you walk it makes men think of having you\nWhen you're walking down the street\nEverybody stops and turns to stare at you\n22 the avenue that's the place where we all go\nYou will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight\nBeat her mistreat her do anything that you please\nBite her excite her make her get down on her knees\nAbuse her misuse her she can take all that you've got\nCaress her molest her she always does what you want\nYou're running away don't you know what you're doing\nCan't you see it'll lead you to ruin\nCharlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away\nYou believe that because what you're earning\nYour life's good don't you know that you're hurting\nAll the people that love you don't cast them aside\nAll the men that are constantly drooling\nIt's no life for you stop all that screwing\nYou're packing your bags and you're coming with me\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	5	The Number Of The Beast	"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea, for the Devil sends the\nbeast with wrath, because he knows the time is short...\nLet him who hath understanding reckon the number of the\nbeast for it is a human number, its number is Six hundred and\nsixty six."\nI left alone my mind was blank\nI needed time to think to get the memories from my mind\nWhat did I see can I believe that what I saw\nthat night was real and not just fantasy\nJust what I saw in my old dreams were they\nreflections of my warped mind staring back at me\n'Cos in my dream it's always there the evil face that twists my mind\nand brings me to despair\nThe night was black was no use holding back\n'Cos I just had to see was someone watching me\nIn the mist dark figures move and twist\nWas this all for real or some kind of hell\n666 the number of the beast\nHell and fire was spawned to be released\nTorches blazed and sacred chants were praised\nAs they start to cry hands held to the sky\nIn the night the fires burning bright\nThe ritual has begun Satan's work is done\n666 the number of the beast\nSacrifice is going on tonight\nThis can't go on I must inform the law\nCan this still be real or just some crazy dream\nBut I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes\nThey seem to mesmerise me ... can't avoid their eyes\n666 the number of the beast\n666 the one for you and me\nI'm coming back I will return\nAnd I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn\nI have the fire I have the force\nI have the power to make my evil take it's course\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	6	Run To The Hills	White man came across the sea\nHe brought us pain and misery\nHe killed our tribes, he killed our creed\nHe took our game for his own need\nWe fought him hard we fought him well\nOut on the plains we gave him hell\nBut many came too much for Cree\nOh will we ever be set free?\nRiding through dust clouds and barren wastes\nGalloping hard on the plains\nChasing the redskins back to their holes\nFighting them at their own game\nMurder for freedom's a stab in the back\nWomen and children the cowards attack\nRun to the hills, run for your lives\nRun to the hills, run for your lives\nSoldier blue in the barren wastes\nHunting and killing's a game\nRaping the women and wasting the men\nThe only good Indians are tame\nSelling them whiskey and taking their gold\nEnslaving the young and destroying the old\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\nYeah oh ah!\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\nRun to the hills,\nrun for your lives.\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	7	Gangland	Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave\nYou're running today maybe tomorrow you'll be saved\nYou pray for daylight to save you for a while\nYou wonder if your children will face the killer's smile\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - murders up for sale\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - where jail birds die\nFace at the window leers into your own\nBut it's only your reflection still you tremble in your bones\nHow long can you hide? How long 'till they come?\nA rat in a trap but you've got to survive\nOnce you were glad to be free for a while\nThe air tasted good and the world was your friend\nThen came the day when the hard times began\nNow you're alone but alive for how long?\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - murders up for sale\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - where jail birds die\nA knife at your throat another body on the pile\nA contract to keep and it's service with a smile\nMurder for vengeance or murder for gain\nDeath on the streets or a blacked out jail\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - murders up for sale\nDead men - tell no tales\nIn Gangland - where jail birds die\nIn Gangland you tell no tales\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	8	Total Eclipse	Cold as steel the darkness waits its hour will come.\nA cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun.\nMother natures' black revenge on those who wasted her life.\nWar babies in the garden of Eden,\nShall turn our ashes to ice.\nSunrise has gone, freezing up the fires.\nSunrise has gone, numbing our desires.\nAround the world the people stop,\nWith terror stricken eyes.\nA shadow cast upon them all,\nTo crush them like a fly.\nIn the icy rain and whiplashed seas,\nThere's nowhere left to run.\nThe hammer blows of winter fall like a hurricane.\nSunrise has gone, freezing up the fires.\nSunrise has gone, numbing our desires.\nAround the world the nations wait,\nFor some wise word from their leading light.\nYou know it's not only madmen who listen to fools.\nIs this the end, the millions cried,\nClutching their riches as they died.\nThose who survive must weather the storm.\nGone are the days when man looked down.\nThey've taken away his sacred crown.\nTo be set free, it took so long.\nIt's not journey's end, it's just begun.\n
The Number Of The Beast	1982	9	Hallowed Be Thy Name	I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime\nReflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time\n'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the gallows pole\nThe sands of time for me are running low\nWhen the priest comes to read me the last rites\nI take a look through the bars at the last sights\nOf a world that has gone very wrong for me\nCan it be that there's some sort of an error\nHard to stop the surmounting terror\nIs it really the end not some crazy dream?\nSomebody, please tell me that I'm dreaming\nIt's not easy to stop from screaming\nBut words escape me when I try to speak\nTears, they flow but why am I crying?\nAfter all I am not afraid of dying\nDon't I believe that there never is an end?\nAs the guards march me out to the courtyard\nSomebody calls from a cell, "God be with you!"\nIf there's a god, why has he let me go?\nAs I walk all my life drifts before me\nAnd though the end is near I'm not sorry\nCatch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away\nMark my words believe my soul lives on\nDon't worry now that I have gone\nI've gone beyond to seek the truth\nWhen you know that your time is close at hand\nMaybe then you'll begin to understand\nLife down here is just a strange illusion\nYeah, yeah, yeah,\nHallowed be thy name\nYeah, yeah, yeah,\nHallowed be thy name\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	1	Where Eagles Dare	It's snowing outside the rumbling sound\nof engines roar in the night,\nThe mission is near the confident men\nare waiting to drop from the sky.\nThe Blizzard goes on but still they must fly\nNo one should go where eagles dare.\nBavarian alps that lay all around\nthey seem to stare from below,\nThe enemy lines a long time passed\nare lying deep in the snow.\nInto the night they fall through the sky\nNo one should fly where eagles dare.\nThey're closing in the fortress is near\nit's standing high in the sky,\nThe cable car's the only way in\nit's really impossible to climb.\nThey make their way but maybe too late\nThey've got to try to save the day.\nThe panicking cries the roaring of guns\nare echoing all around the valley,\nThe mission complete they make to escape\naway from the Eagles Nest.\nThey dared to go where no one would try\nthey chose to fly where eagles dare.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	2	Revelations	"O God of Earth and Altar,\nBow down and hear our cry,\nOur earthly rulers falter,\nOur people drift and die,\nThe walls of gold entomb us,\nThe swords of scorn divide,\nTake not thy thunder from us,\nTake away our pride."\nJust a babe in a black abyss,\nNo reason for a place like this,\nThe walls are cold and souls cry out in pain,\nAn easy way for the blind to go,\nA clever path for the fools who know\nThe secret of the Hanged Man - the smile of his lips.\nThe light of the Blind - you'll see,\nThe venom tears my spine,\nThe Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see.\nShe came to me with a serpent's kiss,\nAs the Eye of the Sun rose on her lips,\nMoonlight catches silver tears I cry,\nSo we lay in a black embrace,\nAnd the Seed is sown in a holy place\nAnd I watched, and I waited for the Dawn.\nThe light of the Blind - you'll see,\nThe venom that tears my spine,\nThe Eyes of the Nile are opening - you'll see.\nGo\nBind all of us together,\nAblaze with Hope and Free,\nNo storm or heavy weather\nWill rock the boat you'll see.\nThe time has come to close your eyes\nAnd still the wind and rain,\nFor the one who will be King\nIs the Watcher in the Ring.\nIt is You.\nIt is You.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	3	Flight Of Icarus	As the sun breaks, above the ground,\nAn old man stands on the hill.\nAs the ground warms, to the first rays of light\nA birdsong shatters the still.\nHis eyes are ablaze,\nSee the madman in his gaze.\nFly on your way, like an eagle,\nFly as high as the sun,\nOn your way, like an eagle,\nFly and touch the sun.\nNow the crowd breaks and a young boy appears\nLooks the old man in the eye\nAs he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd\nIn the name of God my father I fly.\nHis eyes seem so glazed\nAs he flies on the wings of a dream.\nNow he knows his father betrayed\nNow his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave\nFly, on your way, like an eagle,\nFly as high as the sun,\nOn your way, like an eagle,\nFly as high as the sun.\nOn your way, like an eagle,\nFly, touch the sun\nOn your way, like an eagle,\nFly\nFly as high as the sun.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	4	Die With Your Boots On	Another prophet of disaster\nWho says the ship is lost,\nAnother prophet of disaster\nLeaving you to count the cost.\nTaunting us with visions,\nAfflicting us with fear,\nPredicting war for millions,\nIn the hope that one appears.\nNo point asking when it is,\nNo point asking who's to go,\nNo point asking what's the game,\nNo point asking who's to blame,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, well, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\nIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, well, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\n13 the beast is rising,\nThe Frenchman did surmise,\nThrough earthquakes and starvation,\nThe warlord will arise,\nTerror, death, destruction,\nPour from the eastern sands,\nBut the truth of all predictions\nIs always in your hands.\nNo point asking when it is,\nNo point asking who's to go,\nNo point asking what's the game,\nNo point asking who's to blame,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, well, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\nYou're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, well, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\nThey die with their boots on,\nYes, they die.\nThe day, they die with their boots on\nThe day we die, we die, we die, we die, we die\nNo point asking when it is,\nNo point asking who's to go,\nNo point asking what's the game,\nNo point asking who's to blame,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\n'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, if you're gonna die,\nIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, try, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\nIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on,\nIf you're gonna try, well, stick around,\nGonna cry, just move along,\nIf you're gonna die, you're gonna die.\nDie!\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	5	The Trooper	You'll take my life but I'll take yours too\nYou'll fire your musket but I'll run you through\nSo when you're waiting for the next attack\nYou'd better stand there's no turning back.\nThe Bugle sounds and the charge begins\nBut on this battlefield no one wins\nThe smell of acrid smoke and horses breath\nAs I plunge on into certain death.\nThe horse he sweats with fear we break to run\nThe mighty roar of the Russian guns\nAnd as we race towards the human wall\nThe screams of pain as my comrades fall.\nWe hurdle bodies that lay on the ground\nAnd the Russians fire another round\nWe get so near yet so far away\nWe won't live to fight another day.\nWe get so close near enough to fight\nWhen a Russian gets me in his sights\nHe pulls the trigger and I feel the blow\nA burst of rounds take my horse below.\nAnd as I lay there gazing at the sky\nMy body's numb and my throat is dry\nAnd as I lay forgotten and alone\nWithout a tear I draw my parting groan.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	6	Still Life	Take a look in the pool and what do you see\nIn the dark depths there faces beckoning me\nCan't you see them it's plain for all to see\nThey were there oh I know you don't believe me.\nOh.....I've never felt so strange\nBut.....I'm not going insane.\nI've no doubt that you think I'm off of my head\nYou don't say but it's in your eyes instead\nHours I spend out just gazing into that pool\nSomething draws me there I don't know what to do.\nOh.....they drain my strength away\nOh.....they're asking me to stay.\nNightmares.....spirits calling me\nNightmares.....they won't leave me be.\nAll my life's blood is slowly draining away\nAnd I feel that I'm weaker every day\nSomehow I know I haven't long to go\nJoining them at the bottom of the pool.\nNow.....I feel they are so near\nI.....begin to see them clear\nNightmares.....coming all the time\nNightmares.....Will give me peace of mind.\nNow it's clear and I know what I have to do\nI must take you down there to look at them too\nHand in hand then we'll jump right into the pool\nCan't you see not just me they want you too.\nOh.....we'll drown together\nIt.....will be forever.\nNightmares.....forever calling me\nNightmares.....Now we rest in peace.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	7	Quest For Fire	In a time when dinosaurs walked the earth\nWhen the land was swamp and caves were home\nIn an age when prize possession was fire\nTo search for landscapes men would roam.\nThen the tribes they came to steal their fire\nAnd the wolves they howled into the night\nAs they fought a vicious angry battle\nto save the power of warmth and light.\nDrawn by Quest for fire\nThey searched all through the land\nDrawn by Quest for fire\nDiscovery of man.\nAnd they thought that when the embers died away\nThat the flame of life had burnt and died\nDidn't know the sparks that made the fire\nWere made by rubbing stick and stone.\nSo they ploughed through forest and swamps of danger\nAnd they fought the cannibal tribes and beasts\nIn the search to find another fire\nTo regain the power of life and heat.\nDrawn by Quest for fire\nThey searched across the land\nDrawn by Quest for fire\nDiscovery of man.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	8	Sun And Steel	Well, you killed your first man at 13,\nKiller instinct, Animal supreme,\nBy 16 you had learned to fight\nThe way of the warrior, you took it as your right.\nSunlight, falling on your steel,\nDeath in life is your ideal,\nLife is like a wheel\nThrough earth and water, fire and wind,\nYou came at last - nothing was the end,\nMake a cut by fire and stones,\nTake you and your blade and break you both\nin two - break you both in two.\nSunlight, falling on your steel,\nDeath in life is your ideal,\nLife is like a wheel rolling on and on.\n
Piece Of Mind	1983	9	To Tame A Land	He is the King of all the land\nIn the Kingdom of the sands\nOf a time tomorrow.\nHe rules the sand worms and the Fremen\nIn the land amongst the stars\nOf an age tomorrow.\nHe is destined to be a King\nHe rules over everything\nIn the land called "Planet Dune".\nBodywater is your life\nAnd without it you would die\nIn the desert, the planet Dune.\nWithout a stillsuit you would fry\nOn the sands so hot and dry\nIn a world called Arrakis.\nIt is a land that's rich in spice\nThe sandriders and the "mice"\nThat they call the "Muad Dib".\nHe is the Kwizatz Haderach.\nHe is born of Caladan\nAnd will take the Gom Jabbar.\nHe has the power to foresee\nOr to look into the past\nHe is the ruler of the stars.\nThe time will come for him to lay claim his crown,\nAnd then the foe\nYes, they'll be cut down,\nYou'll see\nHe'll be\nThe best that there's been,\nMessiah supreme\nTrue leader of men,\nAnd when the time for judgement's at hand,\nDon't fret.\nHe's strong\nHe'll make a stand\n'Gainst evil\nThe fire that spreads through the land,\nHe has the power to make it all end.\n
Powerslave	1984	1	Aces High	There goes the siren that warns of the air raid\nThen comes the sound of the guns sending flak\nOut for the scramble we've got to get airborne\nGot to get up for the coming attack.\nJump in the cockpit and start up the engines\nRemove all the wheel blocks\nThere's no time to waste\nGathering speed as we head down the runway\nGotta get airborne before it's too late\nRunning, scrambling, flying\nRolling, turning, diving, going in again\nRun, live to fly, fly to live, do or die\nRun, live to fly, fly to live, aces high\nMove in to fire at the mainstream of bombers\nLet off a sharp burst and then turn away\nRoll over, spin 'round and come in behind them\nMove to their blindsides and firing again\nBandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us\nTen ME-109's out of the sun\nAscending and turning out spitfires to face them\nHeading straight for them I press down my guns.\nRolling, turning, diving\nRolling, turning, diving, goin' again\nRun, live to fly, fly to live, do or die\nRun, live to fly, fly to live, aces high.\n
Powerslave	1984	2	2 Minutes To Midnight	Kill for gain or shoot to maim\nWe don't need a reason\nThe Golden Goose is on the loose\nAnd never out of season\nBlackened pride still burns inside\nThe shell of bloody treason\nHere's my gun for a barrel of fun\nFor the love of living death\nThe killer's breed or the demon's seed,\nThe glamour, the fortune, the pain,\nGo to war again, blood is freedom's stain\nDon't you pray for our soul anymore\n2 minutes to midnight,\nThe hands that threaten doom.\n2 minutes to midnight,\nTo kill the unborn in the womb.\nThe blind men shout,\n"Let the creatures out\nWe'll show the unbelievers."\nNapalm screams of human flames\nFor a prime time Belsen feast ... yeah!\nAs the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy\nWe oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.\nThe killer's breed or the demon's seed,\nThe glamour, the fortune, the pain,\nGo to war again, blood is freedom's stain\nDon't you pray for our soul anymore\n2 minutes to midnight,\nThe hands that threaten doom.\n2 minutes to midnight,\nTo kill the unborn in the womb.\nThe body bags and little rags of children torn in two\nAnd the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you\nAs the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song\nTo the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.\nThe killer's breed or the Demon's seed,\nThe glamour, the fortune, the pain,\nGo to war again, blood is freedom's stain\nDon't you pray for my soul anymore.\n2 minutes to midnight,\nThe hands that threaten doom.\n2 minutes to midnight,\nTo kill the unborn in the womb.\nMidnight\nMidnight\nMidnight\nIt's all night\nMidnight\nMidnight\nMidnight\nIt's all night\n
Powerslave	1984	3	Losfer Words (Big 'Orra)	
Powerslave	1984	4	Flash Of The Blade	As a young boy chasing Dragons\nwith your wooden sword so mighty,\nYou're St. George or you're David and you always\nkilled the beast\nTimes change very quickly\nAnd you had to grow up early\nA house in smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet\nYou'll die as you lived\nIn a flash of the blade\nIn a corner forgotten by no-one\nYou lived for the touch\nFor the feel of the steel\nOne man, and his Honour.\nThe smell of resined leather\nThe steely iron mask\nAs you cut and thrust and parried at the\nfencing master's call\nHe taught you all he ever knew\nTo fear no mortal man\nAnd now you'll wreak your vengeance in the\nScreams of evil man.\n
Powerslave	1984	5	The Duellists	He threw down a glove you made the mistake\nOf picking it up now you're gone\nThe choosing of guns or fighting with swords\nThe choice of weapons is gone\nHe'll tear you apart as soon as you start\nYou know you don't have a chance\nOh, oh. Fight for the honour\nFight for the splendour\nFight for the pleasure\nOh, oh. Fight for the honour\nFight for the splendour\nFight for your life!\nReady to start the duel begins\nThe best man wins in the end\nA lunge and a feint, a parry too late\nA cut to the chest and you're down\nSeeing the stain then feeling the pain\nFeeling the sweat on your brow\nThe fighting resumes, a silence looms\nThe swordsmen move 'gainst each other\nA cut and a thrust, a parry, a blow\nA stab to the heart and you're down\nThe angel of death hears your last breath\nMeanwhile the reaper looks on\nOh, oh. Fought for the honour\nFought for the splendour\nFought for the pleasure\nOh, oh. Fought for the honour\nFought for the splendour\nFought to the death\n
Powerslave	1984	6	Back In The Village	Turn the spotlights on the people\nSwitch the dial and eat the worm\nTake your chances, kill the engine\nDrop your bombs and let it burn\nWhite flags shot to ribbons,\nThe truce is black and burned.\nShell-shock in the kitchen.\nTables overturned\nBack in the village again\nIn the village,\nI'm back in the village again.\nThrowing dice now, rolling loaded\nI see sixes all the way,\nIn a black hole and I'm spinning\nAs my wings get shot away.\nQuestions are a burden\nAnd answers are a prison for oneself\nShell-shock in the kitchen\nTables start to burn.\nBack in the village again\nIn the village,\nI'm back in the village again.\nNo breaks on the inside,\nPaper cats and burning barns,\nThere's fox among the chickens,\nAnd a killer in the hounds.\nQuestions are a burden\nAnd answers are a prison for oneself\nShell-shock in the kitchen\nTables start to burn.\nBack in the village again\nIn the village,\nI'm back in the village again.\nBut still we walk into the valley\nAnd others try to kill the inner flame\nWe're burning brighter than before\nI don't have a number, I'm a name!\nBack in the village again\nIn the village\nI'm back in the village again\nBack in the village again\nIn the village\nI'm back in the village\nBack in the village\nBack in the village again.\n
Powerslave	1984	7	Powerslave	Into the Abyss I'll fall - the eye of Horus\nInto the eyes of the night - watching me go\nGreen is the cat's eye that glows -\nIn this Temple\nEnter the risen Osiris - risen again.\nTell me why I had to be a Powerslave\nI don't wanna die, I'm a God,\nWhy can't I live on?\nWhen the Life Giver dies,\nAll around is laid waste,\nAnd in my last hour,\nI'm a Slave to the Power of Death.\nWhen I was living this lie - Fear was my Game\nPeople would worship and fall -\nDrop to their knees.\nSo bring me the blood and\nRed wine for the one to succeed me,\nFor he is a man and a God -\nAnd He will die too.\nNow I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins,\nSilent the terror that reigned -\nMarbled in stone\nA Shell of a man God preserved -\nFor thousand ages,\nBut open the gates of my hell -\nI'll strike from the grave\nTell me why I had to be a Powerslave\nI don't wanna die, I'm a God,\nWhy can't I live on?\nWhen the Life Giver dies,\nAll around is laid waste,\nAnd in my last hour,\nI'm a Slave to the Power of Death.\nSlave to the Power of Death...\nSlave to the Power of Death...\n
Powerslave	1984	8	Rime Of The Ancient Mariner	Hear the rime of the Ancient Mariner\nSee his eye as he stops one of three\nMesmerises one of the wedding guests\nStay here and listen to the nightmares\nof the Sea\nAnd the music plays on, as the bride passes by\nCaught by his spell and\nthe Mariner tells his tale.\nDriven south to the land of the snow and ice\nTo a place where nobody's been\nThrough the snow fog flies on the albatross\nHailed in God's name,\nhoping good luck it brings.\nAnd the ship sails on, back to the North\nThrough the fog and ice and\nthe albatross follows on\nThe mariner kills the bird of good omen\nHis shipmates cry against what he's done\nBut when the fog clears, they justify him\nAnd make themselves a part of the crime.\nSailing on and on and North across the sea\nSailing on and on and North 'till all is calm\nThe albatross begins with its vengeance\nA terrible curse a thirst has begun\nHis shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner\nAbout his neck, the dead bird is hung.\nAnd the curse goes on and on and on at sea\nAnd the thirst goes on and on for them and me\n"Day after day, day after day,\nwe stuck nor breath nor motion\nAs idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean\nWater, water everywhere and\nall the boards did shrink\nWater, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."\nThere, calls the mariner\nthere comes a ship over the line\nBut how can she sail with no wind\nin her sails and no tide.\nSee... onward she comes\nOnwards she nears, out of the sun\nSee... she has no crew\nShe has no life, wait but there's two\nDeath and she Life in Death,\nthey throw their dice for the crew\nShe wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now.\nThen ... crew one by one\nThey drop down dead, two hundred men\nShe... She, Life in Death.\nShe lets him live, her chosen one.\n"One after one by the star dogged moon,\ntoo quick for groan or sigh\nEach turned his face with a ghastly pang\nand cursed me with his eye\nFour times fifty living men\n(and I heard nor sigh nor groan),\nWith heavy thump, a lifeless lump,\nthey dropped down one by one."\nThe curse it lives on in their eyes\nThe Mariner he wished he'd die\nAlong with the sea creatures\nBut they lived on, so did he.\nAnd by the light of the moon\nHe prays for their beauty not doom\nWith heart he blesses them\nGod's creatures all of them too.\nThen the spell starts to break\nThe albatross falls from his neck\nSinks down like lead into the Sea\nThen down in falls comes the rain.\nHear the groans of the long dead seamen\nSee them stir and they start to rise\nBodies lifted by good spirits\nNone of them speak\nand they're lifeless in their eyes\nAnd revenge is still sought, penance starts again\nCast into a trance and the nightmare carries on.\nNow the curse is finally lifted\nAnd the Mariner sights his home\nSpirits go from the long dead bodies\nForm their own light and\nthe Mariner's left alone\nAnd then a boat came sailing towards him\nIt was a joy he could not believe\nThe Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit\nPenance of life will fall onto Him.\nAnd the ship it sinks like lead into the sea\nAnd the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins\nThe Mariner's bound to tell of his story\nTo tell his tale wherever he goes\nTo teach God's word by his own example\nThat we must love all things that God made.\nAnd the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man\nAnd the tale goes on and on and on.\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	1	Caught Somewhere In Time	If you had the time to lose\nAn open mind and time to choose\nWould you care to take a look\nOr can you read me like a book\nTime is always on my side\nTime is always on my side\nCan I tempt you come with me\nBe Devil may care fulfill your dream\nIf I said I'd take you there\nWould you go would you be scared\nTime is always on my side\nTime is always on my side\nDon't be afraid you're safe with me\nSafe as any soul can be... honestly\nJust let yourself go\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time... oh oh\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time... oh oh\nLike a wolf in sheep's clothing\nYou try to hide your deepest sins\nOf all the things that you've done wrong\nAnd I know where you belong\nTime is always on my side\nTime is always on my side\nMake you an offer you can't refuse\nYou've only got your soul to lose...\nEternally... let yourself go!\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time... oh oh\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught somewhere in time\nCaught now in two minds!\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	2	Wasted Years	From the coast of gold, across the seven seas\nI'm travellin' on, far and wide\nBut now it seems, I'm just a stranger to myself\nAnd all the things I sometimes do, it isn't me but\nsomeone else\nI close my eyes, and think of home\nAnother city goes by in the night\nAin't it funny how it is, you never miss it 'til it's\ngone away\nAnd my heart is lying there and will be 'til my\ndying day\nSo understand\nDon't waste your time always searching for\nthose wasted years\nFace up... make your stand\nAnd realise you're living in the golden years\nToo much time on my hands, I got you on my mind\nCan't ease this pain, so easily\nWhen you can't find the words to say it's hard to\nmake it through another day\nAnd it makes me wanna cry and throw my\nhands up to the sky\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	3	Sea Of Madness	Out in the street somebody's crying\nOut in the night the fires burn\nMaybe tonight somebody's crying\nReached the point of no return\nOh - my eyes they see but I can't believe\nOh - my heart is heavy as I turn my back and leave\nLike the eagle and the dove\nFly so high on wings above\nWhen all you see can only bring you sadness\nLike a river we will flow\nOn towards the sea we go\nWhen all you do can only bring you sadness\nOut on the sea of madness\nSomewhere I hear a voice that's calling\nOut in the dark there burns a dream\nYou got to hope when you are falling\nTo find the world that you have seen\nOh - my eyes they see but I can't believe\nOh - my heart is heavy as I turn my back and leave\nIt's madness\nThe sun don't shine\nOn the sea of madness\nThere ain't no wind to fill your sails\nMadness when all you see can only bring you sadness\nOn towards the sea we go...\nOut in the street somebody's crying\nOut in the night the fires burn\nMaybe tonight somebody's crying\nReached the point of no return\nOh - my eyes they see but I can't believe\nOh - my heart is heavy as I turn my back and leave\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	4	Heaven Can Wait	Can't understand what is happening to me\nThis isn't real this is only a dream\nBut I never have felt, no I never have felt this\nway before\nI'm looking down on my body below\nI lie asleep in the midst of a dream\nIs it now could it be the Angel of Death has come for me\nI can't believe that really my time has come\nI don't feel ready there's so much left undone\nAnd it's my soul and I'm not gonna let it get away\nHeaven can wait / Heaven can wait\nHeaven can wait / Heaven can wait 'til another day\nI have a lust for the Earth below\nAnd Hell itself is my only foe\n'Cause I've no fear of dying\nI'll go when I'm good and ready\nI snatch a glimpse of the lights eternal rays\nI see a tunnel I stand amazed\nAt all of the people standing there in front of me\nInto the paths of rightness I'll be led\nIs this the place where the living join the dead\nI wish I knew this was only just a nightmare\nTake my hand I'll lead you to the promised land\nTake my hand I'll give you immortality\nEternal youth I'll take you to the other side\nTo see the truth the path for you is decided\nMy body tingles I feel so strange\nI feel so tired I feel so drained\nAnd I'm wondering if I'll ever be the same again\nIs this in limbo or Heaven or Hell\nMaybe I'm going down there as well\nI can't accept my soul will drift forever\nI feel myself floating back down to Earth\nSo could this be the hour of my rebirth\nOr have I died or will I wake from dreaming?\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	5	The Loneliness Of The Long Distance Runner	The tough of the track\nWith the wind\nAnd the rain that's beating down on\nYour back\nYour heart's beating loud\nAnd goes on getting louder\nAnd goes on even more 'til the\nSound is ringing in your head\nWith every step you tread\nAnd every breath you take\nDetermination\nMakes you run never stop\nGot to win got to run 'til you drop\nKeep the pace hold the race\nYour mind is getting clearer\nYou're over half way there\nBut the miles they never seem to end\nAs if you're in a dream\nNot getting anywhere\nIt seems so futile\nRun on and on\nRun on and on\nThe loneliness of the long distance runner\nI've got to keep running the course\nI've got to keep running and win at\nAll costs\nI've got to keep going be strong\nMust be so determined and push myself on\nRun over stiles across fields\nTurn to look at who's on your heels\nWay ahead of the field\nThe line is getting nearer but do\nYou want the glory that goes\nYou reach the final stretch\nIdeals are just a trace\nYou feel like throwing the race\nIt's all so futile\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	6	Stranger In A Strange Land	Was many years ago that I left home and came this way\nI was a young man, full of hope and dreams\nBut now it seems to me that all is lost and\nnothing gained\nSometimes things ain't what they seem\nNo brave new world, no brave new world\nNo brave new world, no brave new world\nNight and day I scan horizon, sea and sky\nMy spirit wanders endlessly\nUntil the day will dawn and friends from home\ndiscover why\nHear me calling, rescue me\nSet me free, set me free\nLost in this place, and leave no trace\nStranger in a strange land\nLand of ice and snow\nTrapped inside this prison\nLost and far from home\nOne hundred years have gone and men again\nthey came that way\nTo find the answer to the mystery\nThey found his body lying where it fell all that day\nPreserved in time for all to see\nNo brave new world, no brave new world\nLost in this place, and leave no trace\nWhat became of the man that started\nAll are gone and their souls departed\nLeft me here in this place\nSo all alone\nWhat became of the man that started\nAll are gone and their souls departed\nLeft me here in this place\nSo all alone\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	7	Deja-Vu	When you see familiar faces\nBut you don't remember where they're from\nCould you be wrong?\nWhen you've been particular places\nThat you know you've never been before\nCan you be sure?\n'Cause you know this has happened before\nAnd you know that this moment in time is for real\nAnd you know when you feel deja-vu\nFeel like I've been here before\nFeel like I've been here before\nFeel like I've been here before\nFeel like I've been here before\nEver had a conversation\nThat you realise you've had before\nIsn't it strange\nHave you ever talked to someone\nAnd you feel you know what's coming next\nIt feels pre-arranged\n'Cause you know that you've heard it before\nAnd you feel that this moment in time is surreal\n'Cause you know when you feel deja-vu\n
Somewhere In Time	1986	8	Alexander The Great	"My son ask for thyself another\nKingdom, for that which I leave\nis too small for thee"\n(King Philip of Macedonia - 339 B.C.)\nNear to the east\nIn a part of ancient Greece\nIn an ancient land called Macedonia\nWas born a son\nTo Philip of Macedon\nThe legend his name was Alexander\nAt the age of nineteen\nHe became the Macedon King\nAnd he swore to free all of Asia Minor\nBy the Aegian Sea\nIn 334 B.C.\nHe utterly beat the armies of Persia\nAlexander the Great\nHis name struck fear into hearts of men\nAlexander the Great\nBecame a legend 'mongst mortal men\nKing Darius the third\nDefeated fled Persia\nThe Scythians fell by the river Jaxartes\nThen Egypt fell to the Macedon King as well\nAnd he founded the city called Alexandria\nBy the Tigris river\nHe met King Darius again\nAnd crushed him again in the battle of Arbela\nEntering Babylon\nAnd Susa, treasures he found\nTook Persepolis the capital of Persia\nAlexander the Great\nHis name struck fear into hearts of men\nAlexander the Great\nBecame a God amongst mortal men\nA Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke\nAnd Alexander cut the 'Gordian knot'\nAnd legend said that who untied the knot\nHe would become the master of Asia\nHellenism he spread far and wide\nThe Macedonian learned mind\nTheir culture was a western way of life\nHe paved the way for Christianity\nMarching on, marching on\nThe battle weary marching side by side\nAlexander's army line by line\nThey wouldn't follow him to India\nTired of the combat, pain and the glory\nAlexander the Great\nHis name struck fear into hearts of men\nAlexander the Great\nHe died of fever in Babylon\n
Wasted Years	1986	2	Reach Out	It's over your head\nAnd you don't seem to understand\nOne word I say\nAnd you can't live your life\nTrying to run away\nYou're fighting your friends\nArguing every point\nBut it never ends\nYou're wearing me out\nCome on\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\nDon't get me wrong\nYou always apologize\nIt's just your way\nOf making a scene\nYou need to be loved\nIt's not such a crime\nCome on\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\nCome on\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\nOver your head\nYou just don't seem to understand\nOne word I say\nAnd you can't live your life\nYou got so much love\nIt's burning inside\nCome on\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\nCome on\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\nReach out (Reach out)\nAnd let somebody into your life\n
Wasted Years	1986	3	Sheriff Of Huddersfield	Life in a city living in L.A.\nIs a long way from Huddersfield town\nThe back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven\nBut that's where he gets his pork pie\nLimos and ladies they're driving him queasy\nRugby and cricket's unknown\nBaseball and football they're making him lazy\nYour fan club says "Rodney come home"\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nLook down on Hollywood Hills\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nYou're our own Hot Rod on wheels\nA good game of arrows a few dozen barrels\nThe Nautilus rusts in the yard\nBut for Yorkshire he's yearning but because he's earning\nHe'll always live in L.A.\nA custom made wallet that stays in his pocket\nAnd never comes out to pay bills\nHe's winning at poker and playing the Joker\nAnd he always cheats when he deals\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nLook down on Hollywood Hills\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nYou're our own Hot Rod on wheels\nHello, let me introduce myself!\nMy name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong.\nWhen I were a lad, I could lift up five\nNavies on an end of a shovel.\nThe reason I never took martial arts because\nI was immensely fearsome and\nI'd probably kill everybody\nI came into contact with it.\nI was phenomenally strong.\nPride and ego, my lads, pride and ego,\nIs what makes the world rotate.\nAnd everybody knows the centre of the universe is Huddersfield\nBut I don't live there anymore.\nI live in Los Angeles.\nIt's great!... I think\nRufus the red has a crane by his bed\nTo wrench himself up in the morn'\nBut if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed\nYou'll wish you'd never been born.\nA bear with a sore head we mean your forehead\nHe slumbers for most of the day\nWide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast\nYour problem Rodney L.A.\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nLook down on Hollywood Hills\nThe Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle\nYou're our own Hot Rod on wheels\n
Can I Play With Madness	1988	1	Can I Play With Madness	Give me the sense to wonder\nTo wonder if I'm free\nGive me a sense of wonder\nTo know I can be me\nGive me the strenght to hold my head up\nSpit back in their face\nDon't need no key to unlock this door\nGonna break down the walls\nBreak out of this bad place\nCan I play with madness - the prophet started at his crystal ball\nCan I play with madness - there's no vision there at all\nCan I play with madness - the prophet looked and he laught at me\nCan I play with madness - he said you're blind too blind to see\nI screamed aloud to the old man\nI said don't lie don't say you don't know\nI say you'll pay for your mischief\nIn this world or the next\nOh and then he fixed me with a freesing glance\nAnd the hell fires raged in his eyes\nHe said do you want to knowthe truth son\n- I'll tell you the truth\nYour soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire\n
Can I Play With Madness	1988	2	Black Bart Blues	'What the fuck is that?'\n'Hi, guys, are you in a band or something? I mean it would be so cool if you were in a band 'cos you're Driving a big bus with band on the front of it'\n'Why don't you shut up and get on board will ya?'\n'Wow! I have it here you got a stereo and a microwave\nAnd, and you got a beer, I'd like a Heineken if you've got one' that's real cool, that's great, yeah!'\n'Would you like to see Black Bart?'\n'Who's Black Bart?'\n'Let me introduce you'\nBlack Bart's seen it\nBlack Bart knows\nBlack Bart's done it\nThe Black Bart blues\nSuspended in suspension\nMany evil nights in Tennessee, and elsewhere\nWe all got to try the Black Bart blues\nBlack Bart's truckin' ain't what it seems\nBlack Bart's lookin'\nDon't know where she's been\nMaybe she's an acrobat\nSpends her evenings dancing on a pole\nWe all got to try the Black Bart blues\nBlack Bart tried most anything\nBlack Bart liked it but he couldn't sing\nSo he asked me to tell ya\nTry it for yourself and you will see\nWe all got to try the Black Bart blues\n'What did you do that for?'\n'I'm sorry, I just..., I guess I'm not used to...\n'Shut up and get on with it will you'\nBlack Bart's livin' across the ocean now\nBlack Bart's lookin' to come back somehow\nSo if you are a dancer,\nYou could dance his pole in May\nThat's a maypole\nBlack Bart's coming\nNow Black Bart's gone\nBlack Bart did it so I wrote this song\nWhatever and however,\nIn and out or several at a time mmm yes!\nWe all got to do the Black Bart blues\nHere comes the guitar solo\nWe all got to try the Black Bart blues\nYowsa! Yowsa! Yowsa!\n
Can I Play With Madness	1988	3	Massacre	At a point below zero\nThere's no place left to go\nSix hundred unknown heroes\nWere killed like sleeping buffalo\nThrough the devil's canyon\nAcross the battlefield\nDeath has no companion\nThe spirit is forced to yield\nThere goes the bandolero\nThrough the hole in the wall\nHe's a coward but doesn't care though\nIn fact, he doesn't care at all\nThe general that's commanding\nHe's defending what he fears\nWhile the troops they are depending\nOn reinforcements from the rear\nIf God is in the heavens\nHow can this happen here?\nIn His name, they used the weapons\nFor the massacre\nThere is a point below zero\nWhere the sun can see the land\nSix hundred unknown heroes\nLay dead in the sand\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	1	Moonchild	Seven deadly sins\nSeven ways to win\nSeven holy paths to hell\nAnd your trip begins\nSeven downward slopes\nSeven bloodied hopes\nSeven are your burning fires\nSeven your desires\nI am he, the bornless one\nThe fallen angel watching you\nBabylon, the scarlet whore\nI'll infiltrate your gratitude\nDon't you dare to save your son\nKill him now and save the young ones\nBe the mother of a birth-strangled babe\nBe the Devil's own, Lucifer's my name\nMoonchild, hear the mandrake scream\nMoonchild, open the seventh seal\nI count the heads of those unborn\nThe accursed ones. I'll find them all\nAnd if you die by your own hand\nAs a suicide you shall be damned\nAnd if you try to save your soul\nI will torment you, you shall not grow old\nWith every second and passing breath\nYou'll be so alone, your soul will bleed to death\nMoonchild, hear the mandrake scream\nMoonchild, open the seventh seal\nMoonchild, you'll be mine soon, child\nMoonchild, take my hand tonight\nThe twins. They are exhausted. Seven is this night\nGemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite\nSeven angels, seven demons battle for his soul\nWhen Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die\nOne more dies and one more lives\nOne baby cries, one mother grieves\nFor all the sins you will commit\nYou'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give\nA web of fear shall be your coat\nTo clothe you in the night\nA lucky escape for you, young man\nBut I see you damned in endless night\nMoonchild, hear the mandrake scream\nMoonchild, open the seventh seal\nMoonchild, you'll be mine soon, child\nMoonchild, take my hand tonight\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	2	Infinite Dreams	Infinite dreams I can't deny them\nInfinity is hard to comprehend\nI couldn't hear those screams\nEven in my wildest dreams\nSuffocation waking in a sweat\nScared to fall asleep again\nIn case the dream begins again\nSomeone chasing I cannot move\nStanding rigid a nightmare's statue\nWhat a dream when will it end\nAnd will it transcend?\nRestless sleep the minds in turmoil\nOne nightmare ends another fertile\nIt's getting to me so scared to sleep\nBut scared to wake now, in too deep.\nEven though it's reached new heights\nI'd rather like the restless nights\nIt makes me wonder it makes me think\nThere's more to this I'm on the brink\nIt's not the fear of what's beyond\nIt's just that I might not respond\nI have an interest almost craving\nBut would I like to get too far in?\nCan't be all coincidence\nToo many things are evident\nYou tell me you're an unbeliever\nSpiritualists? Well me I'm neither\nWouldn't you like to know the truth?\nOh what's out there to have the proof\nAnd find out just which side you're on\nWhere would you end in Heaven or in Hell?\nHelp me. Help me to find my true\nSelf without seeing the future\nSave me, save me from torturing\nMyself even within my dreams\nThere's got to be just more to it than this\nOr tell me why do we exist\nI'd like to think that when I die\nI'd get a chance another time\nAnd to return and live again\nReincarnate, play the game\nAgain and again and again.\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	3	Can I Play With Madness?	Can I play with madness?\nGive me the sense to wonder\nTo wonder if I'm free\nGive me a sense of wonder\nTo know I can be me\nGive me the strength to hold my head up\nSpit back in their face\nDon't need no key to unlock this door\nGonna break down the walls\nBreak out of this bad place\nCan I play with madness?\nThe prophet stared at his crystal ball\nCan I play with madness?\nThere's no vision there at all\nCan I play with madness?\nThe prophet looked at me and laughed at me (ha ha) He said:\nCan I play with madness?\nHe said you're blind, too blind to see\nSaid you're too blind to see\nI screamed aloud to the old man\nI said don't lie, don't say you don't know\nI say you'll pay for this mischief\nIn this world or the next\nOh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance\nAnd the hell fires raged in his eyes\nHe said you wanna know the truth son?\nLord, I'll tell you the truth\nYour soul's gonna burn in a lake of fire\nListen to me, said the prophet\nCan I play with madness?\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	4	The Evil That Men Do	Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade\nSlept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with\nThe slaughter of innocence\nAnd I will pray for her.\nI will call her name out loud.\nI would bleed for her.\nIf  I could only see her now.\nLiving on a razor's edge.\nBalancing on a ledge.\nLiving on a razor's edge on...\nBalancing on a ledge on...\nBalancing on a ledge on...\nLiving on a razor's edge.\nBalancing on a ledge you know ... you know !!\nThe evil that men do lives on and on !....\nCircle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems\nThe seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me.\nAnd I will pray for you.\n...Some day I may return.\nDon't you cry for me\nBeyond is where I learn.\nLiving on a razor's edge.\nBalancing on a ledge.\nLiving on a razor's edge you know... you know !!\nThe evil that men do lives on and on!\nLiving on a razor's edge.\nBalancing on a ledge.\nLiving on a razor's edge you know ... you know !!\nThe evil that men do lives on and on!\nThe evil !\nThe evil !\nThe evil that men do...\nThe evil !\nThe evil !\nThe evil that men do...\nYeah yeah!!\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	5	Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	Here they stand brothers them all\nAll the sons divided they'd fall\nHere await the birth of the son\nThe seventh, the heavenly, the chosen one.\nHere the birth from an unbroken line\nBorn the healer the seventh, his time\nUnknowingly blessed and as his life unfolds\nSlowly unveiling the power he holds\nSeventh son of a seventh son\nThen they watch the progress he makes\nThe Good and the evil which path will he take\nBoth of them trying to manipulate\nThe use of his powers before it's too late\nToday is born the seventh one\nBorn of woman the seventh son\nAnd he in turn of a seventh son\nHe has the power to heal\nHe has the gift of the second sight\nHe is the chosen one\nSo it shall be written\nSo it shall be done\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	6	The Prophecy	Now that I know that the right time has come\nMy prediction will surely be true\nThe impending disaster it looms\nAnd the whole of the village is doomed\nWhy won't you listen to me\nIs it so hard to understand\nThat I am the real seventh son\nYour life or death on me depends\nSuffering and pain impending disaster\nSouls crying the devil's laughter\nHeard the cry of the seventh whistlers\nLucifer smiles looks on and waits\nI'll take your life in my hands\nYour fate your fortune's in my visions\nHeed what I say and you'll see what\nWhat will be\nPlease listen to me\nNow that they see the disaster is done\nNow they put all the blame unto me\nThey feel I brought on a curse\nDon't they know that the torment\nIt stays with me knowing that I walk alone\nThrough the eyes of the future I see\nThey don't even know what fear is\nDon't they know I'm the one who is cursed\nPurgatory beckons souls lost forever\nLife after death or heaven hereafter\nHeard the call of the seven whistlers again\nNow Lucifer laughs hell awaits\nI had their lives in my hands\nTheir fates their fortunes in my visions\nNo one believed in my true prophecy\nAnd now it's too late.\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	7	The Clairvoyant	Feel the sweat break on my brow.\nIs it me or is it shadows that are dancing on the walls?\nIs this dream or is it now?\nIs this a vision or normality I see before my eyes?\nI wonder why, I wonder how\nThat it seems the powers getting stronger every day.\nI feel a strength an inner fire,\nBut I'm scared I won't be able to control it anymore.\nThere's a time to live and a time to die\nWhen it's time to meet the maker.\nThere's a time to live but isn't it strange\nThat as soon as you're born you're dying?\nThere's a time to live and a time to die\nWhen it's time to meet the maker.\nThere's a time to live but isn't it strange\nThat as soon as you're born you're dying?\nJust by looking through your eyes,\nHe could see the future penetrating right in through your mind,\nSee the truth and see your lies,\nBut for all his power couldn't foresee his own demise.\nThere's time to live and time to die.\nWhen it's time to meet the maker.\nThere's a time to live but isn't it strange\nThat as soon as you're born you're dying?\nThere's time to live and time to die.\nWhen it's time to meet the maker.\nThere's a time to live but isn't it strange\nThat as soon as you're born you're dying?\nAnd be reborn again.\n
Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son	1988	8	Only The Good Die Young	The demon in your mind will rape you in your bed at night\nThe wisdom of ages, the lies and outrages concealed\nTime it waits for no man\nMy future it is revealed\nTime it waits for no man\nMy fate is sealed\nIf I cancel tomorrow the undead will thank me today\nFly in the face of the prophets I mock your morality plays\nThe moon is red and bleeding\nThe sun is burned and black\nThe book of life is silent\nNo turning back\nOnly the good die young\nAll the evil seem to live forever\nOnly the good die young\nAll the evil seem to live forever\nOnly the good die young\nOnly the good die young\nMystery madman, a victim of cruel charade\nSome innocent pawn in an end game, one more stalemate\nIs death another birthday?\nA way to kiss your dreams goodbye?\nDo the undead live within us?\nAnd look through our eyes?\nWalking on water are miracles all you can trust\nMeasure your coffin does is measure up to your lust?\nSo I think I'll leave you\nWith your bishops and your guilt\nSo until the next time\nHave a good sin\nOnly the good die young\nAll the evil seem to live forever\nOnly the good die young\nAll the evil seem to live forever\nOnly the good die young\nOnly the good die young\nSeven deadly sins\nSeven ways to win\nSeven holy paths to hell\nSeven downward slopes\nSeven bloodied hopes\nSeven are your burning fires\nSeven your desires\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	1	Tailgunner	Trace your way back 50 years\nTo the Glow of Dresden, blood and tears\nIn the black above by the cruel searchlight\nMen will die and men will fight\nYeah!\nWho shot who and who fired first?\nDripping death to whet the blood thirst\nNo radar lock on, skin and bone\nThe bomber boys are going home\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nNail that Fokker kill that son\nGonna blow your guts out with my gun\nThe weather forecast's good for war\nCologne and Frankfurt? Have some more!\nTail-end Charlie in the boiling sky\nThe Enola Gay was my last try\nNow that this tailgunner's gone\nNo more bombers, one big bomb\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\nClimb into the sky\nNever wonder why\nTailgunner\nYou're a tailgunner\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	2	Holy Smoke	Believe in me and send no money\nI died on the cross, that ain't funny\nBut my so called friends are making me a joke\nThey missed out what I said like I never spoke\nThey choose what they wanna hear, they don't tell a lie\nThey just leave out the truth as they're watching you die\nSaving your souls by taking your money\nFlies round shit, bees around honey\nHoly smoke, Holy smoke\nPlenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke\nFeed 'em in feet first, this is no joke\nThis is thirsty work making Holy smoke\nMaking Holy smoke\nJimmy Reptile and all his friends\nSay they're gonna be with you at the end\nBurning records, burning books\nHoly soldiers, Nazi looks\nCrocodile smiles, just wait a while\n'Til the TV Queen gets her make up clean\nI've lived in filth, I've lived in sin\nAnd I still smell cleaner than the shit you're in\nHoly smoke, Holy smoke\nThese plenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke\nFeed 'em in feet first, this is no joke\nThis is thirsty work making Holy smoke\nHoly smoke\nSmells good\nThey ain't religious but they ain't no fools\nWhen Noah built his Cadillac, it was cool\nTwo by two, they're still going down\nAnd the satellite circus just left town\nI think they're strange and when they're dead\nThey can have a Lincoln for their bed\nFriend of the president, trick of the tail\nNow they ain't got a prayer, 100 years in jail\nHoly smoke, Holy smoke\nPlenty bad preachers for the Devil to stoke\nFeed 'em in feet first, this is no joke\nThis is thirsty work making Holy smoke\nHoly smoke\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	3	No Prayer For The Dying	There are times when I've wondered\nAnd times when I've cried\nWhen my prayers they were answered\nAt times when I've lied\nBut if you asked me a question\nWould I tell you the truth\nNow there's something to bet on\nYou've got nothing to lose\nWhen I've sat by the window\nAnd gazed at the rain\nWith an ache in my heart\nBut never feeling the pain\nAnd if you would tell me\nJust what my life means\nWalking a long road\nNever reaching the end\nGod give me the answer to my life\nGod give me the answer to my dreams\nGod give me the answer to my prayers\nGod give me the answer to my being\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	4	Public Enema Number One	When it all comes down the line,\nAnd the lights they turn to greed\nAnd you race off with your tires screaming\nRolling thunder,\nAnd the people choke with poison\nChildren cry in fear\nBut you've got your fast bullet,\nOne way ticket out of here\nFall on your knees today\nAnd pray the world will mend its ways\nGet to your feet again\nRefugees from the heartbreak and the pain\nIn the cities in the streets\nThere's a tension you can feel\nThe breaking strain is fast approaching\nGuns and riots\nThe politicians gamble\nAnd lie to save their skins\nAnd the press get fed the scapegoats\nPublic enema number one\nFall on your knees today\nAnd pray the world will mend its ways\nGet to your feet again\nRefugees from the heartbreak and the pain\nA million network slaves\nIn an advertising new age\nI don't need a crystal ball to sell ya\nYour children have more brains\nThan your drug-infested remains\nCalifornia dreaming\nAs the Earth dies screaming\nFall on your knees today\nAnd pray the world will mend its ways\nGet to your feet again\nRefugees from the heartbreak and the pain\nFall on your knees today\nAnd pray the world will mend its ways\nGet to your feet again\nRefugees from the heartbreak and the pain\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	5	Fates Warning	Why is it some of us are destined to stay alive\nAnd some of us are here just so that we'll die\nHow come the bullet hits the other guy\nDo we have to try and reason why\nBe it the Devil or be it Him\nYou can count on just one thing\nWhen the time is up you'll know\nNot just one power runs the show\nAre we the lucky ones saved for another day\nOr they the lucky ones who are taken away\nIs it a hand on your shoulder from the Lord above\nOr the Devil himself come to give you a shove.\nBe it the Devil or be it Him\nYou can count on just one thing\nWhen the time is up you'll know\nNot just one power runs the show\nA volcano erupts and sweeps a town away\nA hurricane devastates the cities in its way\nThe grief and misery for the ones that are left behind\nThe worst is yet to come a hell to face mankind\nBe it the Devil or be it Him\nYou can count on just one thing\nWhen the time is up you'll know\nNot just one power runs the show\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	6	The Assassin	Now the contracts out\nThey've put the word about\nI'm coming after you\nIt's not the money I make\nIt's the thrill of the chase\nAnd I'm coming after you\nI watch your every move\nStudy the things you do\nAnd the pattern of your ways\nI watch the way you walk\nI hear your telephone talk\nI want to understand the way you think\nBetter watch out, cos I'm the Assassin\nBetter watch out, Better watch out\nAssassin\nI'm in a cold cold sweat\nI taste the smell of death\nI know the moment's getting closer\nAnd as you walk to the light\nI feel my hands go tight\nExcitement running through my veins\nI've got you in my sights\nI've got you dead to rights\nThe triggers waiting for my finger\nI feel adrenalin rush\nIt's just the final touch\nYou can kiss your arse goodbye\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	7	Run Silent Run Deep	The convoy lights are dead ahead\nThe merchantmen lay in their bed,\nThe trump of diesels hammers down,\nIn the oily sea - the killing ground,\nKnuckles white, eyes alight,\nHe slams the hatch on the deadly night,\nA cunning fox in the chickens lair\nA hound of hell and the devil don't care\nRunning silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,\nWarriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,\nA silent death lies waiting for all of you below,\nRunning silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep\nChill the hearts of fighting men,\nIn open ocean wondering when\nThe lethal silver fish will fly\nThis boat will shiver, men will die\nA cast of millions, a part of play\nKiller? Victim? Or fool for a day\nObeying an order, men have to die\nUs or them, a well-rehearsed lie\nRunning silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,\nWarriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,\nA silent death lies waiting for all of you below,\nRunning silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep\nThe lifeboats shattered, the hull is torn,\nThe tar black smell of burning oil,\nOn the way down to Davy Jones,\nEvery man for himself, you're on your own\nThe wolf eyes watch the crosswire\n"Stern tubes ready", "Aim and fire!"\nThey can pin some medal on your chest,\nBut in two more weeks, dead like the rest\nRunning silent, running deep, we are your final prayer,\nWarriors in secret sleep, a merchantman's nightmare,\nA silent death lies waiting for all of you below,\nRunning silent, running deep, sink into your final sleep\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	8	Hooks In You	I got the keys to view at number 22\nBehind my green door there's nothing to see\nIs that a feature, what kind of creature\nWould hang around waiting for a guy like me\nStone-cold sober and sitting in silence\nLaid back, looking for sympathy\nI like a girl who knows where she's bound\nI don't like girls who've been hanging around\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nShe's tied up, she can't come to the phone\nYou must have got your wires crossed 'cause she ain't home\nKnock on wood, you know I like that sound\nShe never could keep her feet on the ground\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nHooks in you\nI've got those hooks in you\nHooks in you, in you\nHooks in you\nI've got those hooks in you\nHooks in you, in you\nRight on the money, got it wrapped up tight\nGot new ideas for the decor tonight\nMake this house a preservation zone\nGonna set her in concrete, set her up on her own\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nHooks in you, hooks in me, hooks in the ceiling\nFor that well-hung feeling\nNo big deal, no big sin, strung up on love\nI got the hooks screwed in\nHooks in you\nI've got those hooks in you\nHooks in you\nHooks in you\nI've got those hooks in you\nHooks in you\nI've got those ...hooks in you\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	9	Bring Your Daughter... To The Slaughter	Honey it's getting close to midnight\nAnd all the myths are still in town\nTrue love and lipstick on your linen\nBite the pillow, make no sound\nIf there's some living to be done\nBefore your life becomes your tomb\nYou'd better know that I'm the one\nUnchain your back door, invite me around\nBring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter\nLet her go, let her go, let her go\nHoney it's getting close to daybreak\nThe sun is creeping in the sky\nNo patent remedies for heartache\nJust empty words and humble pie\nSo get down on your knees honey\nAssume an attitude\nYou just pray that I'll be waiting\n'Cause you know, you know I'm coming soon\nSo pick up your foolish pride, no going back\nNo where, no way, no place to hide\nBring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter\nLet her go, let her go, let her go\n
No Prayer For The Dying	1990	10	Mother Russia	Mother Russia how are you sleeping\nMiddle winter cold winds blow\nFrom the trees the snowflakes drifting\nSwirling round like ghosts in the snow\nMother Russia poetry majestic\nTells the time of a great empire\nTurning round the old man ponders\nReminiscing an age gone by\nMother Russia\nDance of the Tsars\nHold up your heads\nBe proud of what you are\nNow it has come\nFreedom at last\nTurning the tides of history\nAnd your past\nMother Russia\nDance of the Tsars\nHold up your heads\nRemember who you are\nCan you release\nThe anger the grief\nCan you be happy\nNow your people are free\n
Be Quick Or Be Dead	1992	1	Be Quick Or Be Dead	Covered in sinners and dripping with gilt\nMaking you money from slime and from filth\nParading your bellies in ivory towers\nInvesting our lives in your schemes and your powers\nYou got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nYou've got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nBe quick !\nOr be dead !\nBe quick !\nOr be dead\nSee... what's ruling all our lives\nSee... who pulling the strings\nSee... what's ruling all our lives\nSee... who pulling the strings\nI bet you won't fall on your face\nYour belly will hold you in place\nThe serpent is crawling inside of your ear\nHe says must vote for what you want to hear\nDon't matter what's wrong as long as you're alright\nSo pull yourself stupid and rob yourself blind.\nYou got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nYou've got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nBe quick!\nOr be dead!\nBe quick!\nOr be dead!\nYou got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nYou've got to watch them - Be quick or be dead\nSnake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head\nBe quick!\nOr be dead!\nBe quick!\n
Be Quick Or Be Dead	1992	2	Nodding Donkey Blues	Settle down\nShe's got legs... like an airship, She's got an ass.... like\nShe's got tits... just like hot air balloons... and I mean the Hindenburg!\nShe's the biggest girl, I'm gonna get there soon\nYeah you know what I mean\nShe's got love when you want it, but she never lets go when you get it\nYou disappear inside, you're never seen again... lost forever!\nShe's the biggest girl, I'm gonna get there soon\nAlright, here we go...\nShould be some kind of guitar solo here...\nWell I met her in a bar, she was propping up the wall\nI don't think she was available, she was made of concrete\nI met her in a bar, she was propping up the wall\nIn fact she was nailed to it\nI gotta admit, babe... lets get down to it baby\nShe had a brain like a sheep-dip,\nShe got like a shepherd\nShe was a big girl, she was big.\nI mean she was big, she was fucking huge! Enormous!\nNeeded a sign overhead\nNever even had landing permission!\nOne more!\nOh we sailed across the ocean you and me\nI looked like a flea on the back of a sperm whale\nOh yeah, I was waving a match inside the Albert Hall\n
Be Quick Or Be Dead	1992	3	Space Station No. 5	Start, with the sun\nAnd move on out\nThe future's in the skies above\nThe heavens unfold\nAnd a new star is born\nSpace and time makin' love\nOh what a time we had\nLiving on the ground\nI've moved to station #5\nSee you next time around,\nNext time around\nAs far you want, as close as you need\nIt's all in the mind, you know\nThis old world hasn't really seen it's day\nIt's here, time to go\nOh what a time we had\nLiving on the ground\nI've moved to station #5\nSee you next time around,\nRemember when it was so clear\nWe were young, but the memory still remains\nTo pick fruit from a tree\nFish from the seas\nNow nothing's left here, but the stains\nWell I can't cry no more\nCan only be glad\nThere's other places we can be\nIf the time suits you right\nI'm leaving tonight\nCome fly away\nWith me!\nYeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah\nOh, yeah\nStart, with the sun\nAnd move on out\nThe future's in the skies above\nThe heavens unfold\nA new star is born\nSpace and time makin' love\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	2	From Here To Eternity	She fell in love with his greasy machine\nShe leaned over wiped his kickstart clean\nShe'd never seen the beast before\nBut she left there wanting more more more\nBut when she was walking on down the road\nShe heard a sound that made her heart explode\nHe whispered to her to get on the back\n"I'll take you on ride from here to eternity"\nHell ain't a bad place\nHell is from here to eternity\nShe must be having one of her crazy dreams\nShe'd never sat on a piece so mean\nI've made her feel like she's on cloud nine\nShe even thought she heard the engine sigh.\nBut like all dreams that come to an end\nThey took a tumble at the devil's bend\nThe beast and Charlotte they were two of a kind\nThey'd always take the line... from here to eternity\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	3	Afraid To Shoot Strangers	Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow\nBut it's not fear 'cos I'd rather go now\nTrying to visualise the horrors that will lay ahead\nThe desert sand mound a burial ground\nWhen it comes to the time\nAre we partners in crime ?\nWhen it comes to the time\nWe'll be ready to die\nGod let us go now and finish what's to be done\nThy Kingdom come\nThy shall be done... on earth\nTrying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go\nShould we live and let live\nForget or forgive\nBut how can we let them go on this way ?\nThe reign of terror corruption must end\nAnd we know deep down there's no other way\nNo trust, no reasoning, no more to say\nAfraid to shoot strangers\nAfraid to shoot strangers.\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	4	Fear Is The Key	We live our lives in fever\nIn choking sweat of fear\nIn the heat of the night you can feel so much\nIn the heat of the night I scream "Don't touch"\nI remember a time when we used and abused\nAnd we fought all our battles in vain\nI remember a time we thought that passion was free\nIn the heat of the night... bodies aflame\nWe live in fever...\nI hear your secret heartbeat\nI can hear your silent cries\nThe kids have lost their freedom\nAnd nobody cares till somebody famous dies...\nNow we live, in a world of uncertainty\nFear is the key - to what you want to be\nYou don't get a say the majority gets it's way\nYou're outnumbered by the bastards till the day you die...\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	5	Childhood's End	I'd sail across the ocean\nI'd walk a hundred miles\nIf I could make it to the end\nOh just to see a smile\nYou see it in their faces\nThe sadness in their tears\nThe desperation and the anger\nMadness and the fear\nNo hope, no life, just pain and fear\nNo food, no love, just greed is here\nStarvation and the hunger\nThe suffering and the pain\nThe agonies of all-out war\nWhen will it come again ?\nThe struggle for the power\nA tyrant tries again\nJust what the hell is going on ?\nWhen will it ever end ?\nYou see the full moon float\nYou watch the red sun rise\nWe take these things for granted\nBut somewhere someone's dying\nContaminated waters\nPollution and decay\nJust waiting for disease to strike\nOh will we learn someday ?\nNo hope, no life, just pain and fear\nNo food, no love, no seed, childhood's end.\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	6	Wasting Love	Maybe one day I'll be an honest man\nUp 'til now I'm doing the best I can\nLong roads. Long days of sunrise to sunset\nOf sunrise to sunset\nDream on brothers while you can\nDream on sisters I hope you will find the one\nAll of our lives, covered up quickly by the tides of time\nSpend your days full of emptiness\nSpend your years full of loneliness\nWasting love, in a desperate caress\nRolling shadows of night\nDream on brothers while you can\nDream on sisters I hope you will find the one\nAll of our lives, covered up quickly by the tides of time\nSands are flowing and the lines are in your hand\nIn your eyes I see the hunger, and the desperate cry that tears the night\nSpend your days full of emptiness\nSpend your years full of loneliness\nWasting love, in a desperate caress\nRolling shadows of night\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	7	The Fugitive	On a cold October morning\nAs frost lay on the ground\nWaiting to make my move\nI made no sound\nWaiting for the mist to cover all around\nI carefully picked my time then took the wall\nI'm sick and tired of running\nThe hunger and the pain\nA stop to look about then off again\nBeing at the wrong place\nAnd at the wrong time\nSuspected of a hit that was my crime\nI am a fugitive being hunted down like game\nI am a fugitive but I've got to clear my name\nAlways looking 'round me\nForever looking back\nI'll always be a target for attack\nEvery morning onwards\nAlways on the run\nWaiting for a sight of a loaded gun\nEven if I find them\nAnd get to clear my name\nI know that things can never be the same\nBut if I ever prove\nMy innocence some day\nI've got to get them all to make them pay\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	8	Chains Of Misery	There's a madman in the corner of your eye\nHe likes to pry into your sunlight\nHe wants to burst into the street with you and I\nA world of shadows and of rain\nHe's seen what love is...\nHe wants to pay you back with guilt...\nHe lies to you he won't let you be\nHe's got your chains of misery\nHe won't be still 'til he's turned your key\nHe holds your chains of misery\nThere's a prophet in the gutter in the street\nHe says, "You're damned!" and you believe him...\nHe's got a vision but it shines out through your eyes\nA world of hatred and fear...\nHe's felt what love means...\nHe wants to pay you back with pain\nHe lies to you he won't let you be\nHe's got your chains of misery\nHe won't be still 'til he's turned your key\nHe holds your chains of misery\nHe lies to you he won't let you be\nHe's got your chains of misery\nHe won't be still 'til he's turned your key\nHe holds your chains of misery\nIt's only love that holds the key to your hearts... only love...\nIt's only love\nHe lies to you he won't let you be\nHe's got your chains of misery\nHe won't be still 'til he's turned your key\nHe holds your chains of misery\nHe lies to you he won't let you be\nHe's got your chains of misery\nHe won't be still 'til he's turned your key\nHe holds your chains of misery\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	9	The Apparition	Now I'm here can you see me\n'Cos I'm out on my own\nWhen the room goes cold tell me you can feel me\n..........'cos I'm here\nHere I am, can you see me\nPassing through, on my way\nTo a place I'd been to only in my dreams... before\nIn a world of delusion\nNever turn your back on a friend\n'Cause you can count your real true friends on one hand\n..........through life\nThere are those that deceive you\nThere are those That'll let you down\nIs there someone out there  that would die for you\n..........thought not\nLive your life with a passion\nEverything you do, do well\nYou only get out of life what you put in\n..........so they say\nIn a world of confusion\nPeople never say that what they mean\nIf you want a straight answer go look for one\n..........right now\nIn a room full of strangers\nDo you stand with your back to the wall\nDo you sometimes feel like you're on the outside\n..........looking in ?\nYou can make your own luck\nYou create your destiny\nI believe you have the power if you want to\n..........it's true\nYou can do what you want to\nIf you try a little bit harder\nA little bit of faith goes a long way\n..........it does\nAre we here for a reason ?\nI'd like to know just what you think\nIt would be nice to know what happened when we die\n..........wouldn't it ?\nThere are some who are wise\nThere are some who are born naive\nI believe that there are some that must have lived before\n..........don't you ?\nAs for me, well I'm thinking\nYou gotta keep an open mind\nBut I hope that my life's not an open and shut case.\nExtra Sensory Perception\nLife After Death, telepathy\nCan the soul live on and travel through space and time ?\nYou know I feel so elated\n'Cause I'm about to find it out\nAnd when I know all the answers\nMaybe then I'll come back\n..........to fill you in\nYou don't be alarmed now\nIf I try to contact you\nIf things go missing or get moved around  ...it's me\nAnd don't disbelieve it\nNo matter what your `friends' might say\nWe'll meet up again some place some way\n..........one day\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	10	Judas Be My Guide	Lights out\nWe live in a world of darkness\nNo doubt\nEverything's up for sale\nWe sleep\nAll of the world is burning\nWe pray to god for a better deal\nNothing is sacred back then or now\nEverything's wasted\nIs that all there is?\nCan I go now?\nJudas, my guide\nWhispers in the night\nJudas, my guide\nFight wars, die in a blaze of glory\nCome home, meat in a plastic sack\nFall down\nBetter pray to your god for mercy\nSo kneel and help the blade cut clean\nNothing is sacred back then or now\nEveryone's wasted\nIs that all there is?\nIs that it now?\nJudas, my guide\nWhispers in the night\nJudas, my guide\nJudas, my guide\nWhispers in the night\nJudas, my guide\nI live in the black\nI have no guiding light\nI'm whispering in your dreams\nJudas, my guide\nWhispers in the night\nJudas, my guide\nJudas, my guide\nWhispers in the night\nJudas, my guide\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	11	Weekend Warrior	The rebel of yesterday, tomorrow's fool\nWho are you kidding being that cool ?\nTrying to break away from running with the pack\nBut they ain't listening so you've gotta go back\nYou're a weekend warrior when you're one of the crowd\nBut it's over, just look at you now...\nYou're not so brave the way you behave\nIt makes you sick, gotta get out quick\nIt's all bravado when you're out with your mates\nIt's like a different person goes through those gates\nAnd the game begins, the adrenalin's high\nFeel the tension maybe someone will die...\nA weekend warrior lately\nA weekend warrior sometimes\nA weekend warrior maybe you ain't that way anymore\nYou've gotta get out gotta get away\nBut you're in with a clique it's not easy to stray\nYou've gotta admit you're just living a lie\nIt didn't take long to workout why\nIt's hard to say why you got involved\nJust waiting to be part, just waiting to belong...\nSome of the things that you've done you feel so ashamed\nAfter all it's only a game... isn't it ?\nAnd after all the adrenalin's gone\nWhat you gonna do on Monday ?\nA weekend warrior lately\nA weekend warrior sometimes\nA weekend warrior maybe you were never like that at all.\n
Fear Of The Dark	1992	12	Fear Of The Dark	I am a man who walks alone\nAnd when I'm walking a dark road\nAt night or strolling through the park\nWhen the light begins to change\nI sometimes feel a little strange\nA little anxious when it's dark\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a constant fear that something's always near\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a phobia that someone's always there\nHave you run your fingers down the wall\nAnd have you felt your neck skin crawl\nWhen you're searching for the light?\nSometimes when you're scared to take a look\nAt the corner of the room\nYou've sensed that something's watching you\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a constant fear that something's always near\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a phobia that someone's always there\nHave you ever been alone at night\nThought you heard footsteps behind\nAnd turned around and no-one's there?\nAnd as you quicken up your pace\nYou find it hard to look again\nBecause you're sure there's someone there\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a constant fear that something's always near\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a phobia that someone's always there\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nWatching horror films the night before\nDebating witches and folklore\nThe unknown troubles on your mind\nMaybe your mind is playing tricks\nYou sense, and suddenly eyes fix\nOn dancing shadows from behind\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a constant fear that something's always near\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a phobia that someone's always there\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a constant fear that something's always near\nFear of the dark, fear of the dark\nI have a phobia that someone's always there\nWhen I'm walking a dark road\nI am a man who walks alone\n
From Here For Eternity	1992	1	From Here For Eternity	She fell in love with his greasy machine\nShe leaned over wiped his kickstart clean\nShe'd never seen the beast before\nBut she left there wanting more more more\nBut when she was walking on down the road\nShe heard a sound that made her heart explode\nHe whispered to her to get on the back\n"I'll take you on ride from here to eternity"\nHell ain't a bad place\nHell is from here to eternity\nShe must be having one of her crazy dreams\nShe'd never sat on a piece so mean\nIt vvmade her feel like's she's on cloud nine\nShe even thought she heard the engine sign\nBut like all dreams that come to an end\nThey took a tumble at the devil's bend\nThe beast and Charlotte they were two of a kind\nThey'd always take the line... from here to eternity\n
From Here For Eternity	1992	2	I Can't See My Feelings	I can't see my feelings,\nOpen my eyes\nI can't see my feelings,\nUp in the pale moonlight\nI can't see my feelings,\nKeeping me high\nI just keep on reeling,\nHoney please tell me why\nI can't stand there dreaming,\nAll of the time\nMusic sends a feeling\nUp in the pale moonlight\n
From Here For Eternity	1992	3	Roll Over Vic Vella	...well.\nOh yeah?\nWent down ten feet, got a JCB from the road 'cause my other one wouldn't reach. Dug it out... after ten or fifteen minutes he went back to the hole to check the height... full of water! Must have come from the river, eh?\nDunno...someone must have pissed in it.\nSay well, fucking big piss... somebody did.\nSomething you were doing down the\nTrying to feed it through the ground, it's like a well. About three feet deep So I....that's right, fucking John shit himself. There was soil, it's like quicksand.... he went down there to spread the fucking soil, and he's sinking in, isn't he. He suddenly reached for the fucking fork lift and I lifted up he couldn't reach it... he was shitting himself. He was just going by the at the end of the boots. He said "I'm fucking going, I'm going! Just lower the fucking forklift quick!" And he grabbed hold of it, so I had to lift it up with him hanging on the end of it. Good job he didn't let go otherwise right in the fucking mud!\nGonna write a little letter, gonna mail it to my local MP\nHe's a Maltese man and he's mowing the lawn my way\nRoll over Vic Vella, give me more bales of hay\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, don't you mow that lawn my way\nEarly in the morning I'm giving you a warning\nDon't you step on my tractor blades\nHey devil he's on the fiddle\nand he ain't got nothing to lose\nRoll over Vic Vella, tell the tax man the bad news\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, don't you tell the tax man the news\nYou want to buy a truck and need a new VCR\nVic he gonna say he knows where they are\nRoll over Vic Vella, I see that panda-car\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, don't you play those games with me\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, don't you play those games with me\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, Roll over Vic Vella\nRoll over Vic Vella, don't you play that game with me\n
Man On The Edge	1995	1	Man On The Edge	The freeway is jammed\nAnd it's backed up for miles\nThe car is an oven and baking is wild\nNothing is ever the way it should be\nWhat we deserve we just don't get you see\nA briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge\nEach step gets closer to losing his head\nIs someone in heaven, are they looking down\nNothing is fair just you look around\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nHe's sick of waiting of lying like this\nThere's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss\nBranded a leper because you don't fit\nIn the land of the free\nYou just live by your wits\nOnce he built missiles a nation's defense\nNow he can't even give birthday presents\nAcross the city he leaves in his wake\nA glimpse of the future, a canibal state\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nThe freeway is jammed\nAnd it's backed up for miles\nThe car is an oven and baking is wild\nNothing is ever the way it should be\nWhat we deserve we just don't get you see\nA briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge\nEach step gets closer to losing his head\nIs someone in heaven, are they looking down\nNothing is fair just you look around\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\nFalling down\n
Man On The Edge	1995	2	The Edge Of Darkness	I've looked into the heart of darkness\nWhere the blood-red journey ends\nWhen you've faced the heart of darkness\nEven your soul begins to bend\nFor a week I have been waiting\nStill I am only in Saigon\nThe walls move in a little closer\nI feel the jungle call me on\nEvery minute I get weaker\nWhile in the jungle they grow strong\nWhat I wanted was a mission\nAnd for my sins they gave me one\nThey brought it up just like room service\n'Cause everyone gets what they want\nAnd when that mission was all over\nI'd never want another one\nOh!\nI know, captain,\nThat you've done this work before\nWe've got a problem\nYou can help us all I'm sure\nThe colonel's gone rogue\nAnd his methods are unsound\nYou'll take a PBR up river track him down\nThere's a conflict in every human heart\nAnd the temptation is to take it all to far\nIn this war things get so confused\nBut there are some things\nWhich cannot be excused\nHe's acting like a God - an insane lunatic\nYour mission - terminate with extreme prejudice\nYour route is dangerous and your progress may be slow\nHere is the file and it's all you need to know\nOh! Oh!\nHere I am the knife in my hand\nAnd now I understand why the genius must die\nNow I stand alone in the darkness\nWith his blood upon my hands\nWhere sat the warrior the poet\nNow lie the fragments of a man\nI've looked into the heart of darkness\nWhere the blood-red journey ends\nWhen you've faced the heart of darkness\nEven your soul begins to bend\n
Man On The Edge	1995	3	Justice Of The Peace	Have you heard on the news\nAnother let off madman\nAnother screw on the loose\nIs it the judge or the badman\nWhat's the matter these days\nNo one has the courage to put them away\nNobody has any faith\n'Cause there's a breakdown of justice and order\nWaiting for justice, waiting for justice of the peace\nWaiting for justice, waiting for justice of the peace\nWhen I remember back the memories of yesterday\nWith all the friends and all the times\nWhen people were carefree\nAnd walking down the street\nWhen everyone knew everyone\nAnd all the houses doors were open\nNo had to care, those days are gone\nThose days are gone\nThose days are gone\nWaiting for justice, waiting for justice of the peace\nOooh!\nWaiting for justice, waiting for justice of the peace\nWaiting for justice, waiting for justice of the peace\nI long for the times when you could\nWander down the street unharmed\nWhen poeple didn't have much money\nBut didn't seem to care\nIt must be the cynic in me\nBut I don't really like things now\nThe violence, the attitudes\nAggression that you see everyday\nA sick society looks the other way, Yeah!\n
Man On The Edge	1995	4	Judgement Day	There are no marks upon a man\nThat can say he's good or bad\nNo label and no tell tale sign\nThat can show he's full of lies\nBy your deeds you will be known\nTime will tell truth will show\nAs we exhale every breath\nWe all got closer to our death\nWhat will you say\nWhat will you say\nOn judgement day\nOn judgement day\nWhen you look into their eyes\nYou don't know what they hide\nNo label and no tell tale sign\nThat can show he's full of lies\nBy your deeds you will be known\nTime will tell truth will show\nAs we exhale every breath\nWe all got closer to our death\nWhat will you say\nWhat will you say\nOn judgement day\nOn judgement day\nIgnorance is bliss is that the reason\nWe can not read another's mind\nIf we knew what thoughts were dancing\nThrough each others heads\nWould we all be driven mad\nWould we all be dead\nBy your deeds you will be known\nTime will tell truth will show\nAs we exhale every breath\nWe all got closer to our death\nWhat will you say\nWhat will you say\nOn judgement day\nOn judgement day\n
Man On The Edge	1995	5	I Live My Way	Sometimes when I feel the anger\nSometimes when I'm all alone\nSometimes when I feel surrounded\nLike all the doors are closed\nI feel like I've been a prisoner\nI feel like I've been a tool\nLet people try to judge me\nWhen they're not in my shoes\nI've lived on my knees\nTrying to please\nIt's time to change\nSome people are only happy\nWhen they can watch you fail\nAnd to them every day is\nAnother coffin nail\nI think that I've found the answer\nI think that at last I know\nWe've only got one lifetime\nI'll make my life my own\nI've lived on my knees\nTrying to please\nIt's time to change\nTo live my own way\nI live my way\nLiving for today\nDon't care what they say\n
The X-Factor	1995	1	Sign Of The Cross	Eleven saintly shrouded men\nSilhouettes stand against the sky\nOne in front with a cross held high\nCome to wash my sins away\nStanding alone in the wind and rain\nFeeling the fear that is growing\nSensing the change in the tide again\nBrought by the storm that is brewing\nFeel the anxiety hold off the fear\nSome of the doubts in the things you believe\nNow that your faith will be put to the test\nNothing to do but await what is coming\nWhy then is god still protecting me\nEven when I don't deserve it\nThough I am blessed with an inner strength\nSome they would call it a penance\nWhy am I meant to face this alone\nAsking the question time and again\nPraying to god won't keep me alive\nInside my head feel the fear start to rise\nThey'll be saying their prayers when the moment comes\nThere'll be penance to pay when it's judgement day\nAnd the guilty'll bleed when that moment comes\nThey'll be coming to claim, take your soul away\nThe sign of the cross\nThe name of the rose, a fire in the sky\nThe sign of the cross\nThey'll be coming to bring the eternal flame\nThey'll be bringing us all immortality\nHolding communion so the world be blessed\nMy creator, my god'll lay my soul to rest\nThe sign of the cross\nThe name of the rose, a fire in the sky\nThe sign of the cross\nLost the love of heaven above\nChose the lust of the earth below\nEleven saintly shrouded men\nCame to wash my sins away\n
The X-Factor	1995	2	Lord Of The Flies	I don't care for this world anymore\nI just want to live my own fantasy\nFate has brought me to these shores\nWhat was meant to be is now happening\nI've found that I like this living in danger\nLiving on the edge it feels... it makes me feel as one\nWho cares now what's right or wrong it's reality\nKilling so we survive wherever we may roam\nWherever we may hide we've got to get away\nI don't want existence to end\nWe must prepare ourselves for the elements\nI just want to feel like we're strong\nWe don't need a code of morality\nI like all the mixed emotion and anger\nIt brings out the animal the power you can feel\nAnd feeling so high on this much adrenalin\nExcited but scary to believe what we've become\nSaints and sinners\nSomething within us\nWe are lord of the flies\nSaints and sinners\nSomething willing us\nTo be lord of the flies\n
The X-Factor	1995	4	Fortunes Of War	After the war  and now that they've sent us homeward\nI can't help but feel that I'm on my own\nNo one can see just what this conflict has done to\nThe minds of the man who are on their way home\nI'm scared for life but it's not my flesh that's wounded\nSo how can I face the torment alone\nThe vivid scenes and all the recurring nightmares\nI lay there and sweat until it gets light...\nPeople say "Don't worry"\nSay that time's a perfect healer\nThat the nightmares they will come to pass\nCan't hear what they're saying\nI am living in my own world\nAnd I'm feeling trance like all the time\nI hear voices in my head\nCould I really be going crazy\nIn the night the visions seem so real\nDo you care if you live or die\nWhen you laugh are you really crying\nYou're not sure what's real anymore\nFortunes of war\nFortunes of war no pain anymore\nSometimes I wake\nI feel that my spirit's broken\nI wonder if I've the strenght... to carry on.\n
The X-Factor	1995	5	Look For The Truth	All my dark dreams drift like smoke in the breeze\nThe fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep\nHere comes the nightmare that never ends\nHere is the dream that makes monsters of men\nIn the house of my soul\nIn rooms of ugliness and cold\nMemories locked away\nAll the doubts and fears I never faced\nNow they come again\nI am falling down to meet with them\nFears within us all\nMine awake and they stand up tall\nLook for the truth\nDeepest cut of all from you\nKnife of the truth\nBlade of hatred slicing through\nI pray my sleep will break\nMaybe this time I won't wake\nWeakness I hide so well\nThis dagger in my mind will tell\nIt's my final stand\nI make a fist out of each hand\nTo shadows of the past\nTake a breath and I scream attack\nLook for the truth\nDeepest cut of all from you\nKnife of the truth\nBlade of hatred slicing through\nHere is the truth\nDeepest cut of all from you\nKnife of the truth\nBlade of hatred slicing through\n
The X-Factor	1995	6	The Aftermath	Silently to silence fall\nIn the fields of futile war\nToys of death are spitting lead\nWhere boys that were our soldiers bled\nWar horse and war machine\nCurse the name of liberty\nMarching on as if they should\nMix in the dirt our brothers' blood\nIn the mud and rain\nWhat are we fighting for\nIs it worth the pain\nIs it worth dying for\nWho will take the blame\nWhy did they make a war\nQuestions that come again\nShould we be fighting at all\nOnce a ploughman hitches his team\nHere he sowed ? his little dream\nNow bodies arms and legs are strewn\nWhere mustard gas and barbwire bloom\nEach moment's like a year\nI've nothing left inside for tears\nComrades dead or dying lie\nI'm left alone asking why\nIn the mud and rain\nWhat are we fighting for\nIs it worth the pain\nIs it worth dying for\nWho will take the blame\nWhy did they make a war\nQuestions that come again\nShould we be fighting at all\nAfter the war\nLeft feeling no one has won\nAfter the war\nWhat does a soldier become\nWar is over and battles are gone\nAfter the war no one has won\nI'm just a soldier\n
The X-Factor	1995	7	Judgement Of Heaven	A lonely cry for help preaching out for help to anyone\nA silent prayer to god to help you on your way\nI've been depressed so long\nIt's hard to remember when I was happy\nI've felt like suicide a dozen times or more\nBut that's the easy way, that's the selfish way\nThe hardest part is to get on with your life\nYou're searching in the dark clutching at straws to find a way\nYou take the tarot cards and throw them to the wind\nYou ? question your beliefs your inner thoughts,\nYour whole existence\nAnd if there is a good then answer if you will\nAnd tell me of my fate, tell me of my place\nTell me if I'll ever rest in peace\nIf you could live your life again\nWould you change a thing or leave it all the same\nIf you had the chance again\nWould you change the thing at all\nWhen you look back at your past\nCan you say that you are proud of what you've done\nAre there times when you believe\nThat the right you thought was wrong\nAll of my life I have believed\nJudgement of heaven is waiting for me\nAll of my life now I have believed\nJudgement of heaven awaits for me...\n
The X-Factor	1995	8	Blood On The World's Hands	Sometimes it makes me wonder\nSometimes it makes me question\nSometimes it makes me saddened\nAlways it makes me angry but...\nWhen you can see it happening\nThe madness that's all around you\nNobody seems to worry\nThe world seems so powerless to act...\nIt's out of control\nBlood on the world's hands\nEach day a new toll\nAnother assassination\nThe same day a new creation\nBut what are they coming into\nSecurity of a world that brings...\nOne day another killing\nSomewhere there's someone straying\nAnother a savage raping\nMeanwhile there's someone laughing at us\nIt's out of control\nBlood on the world's hands\nEach day it goes on\nBrutality and aggression\nTomorrow another lesson\nExpecting another air raid\nPraying for a ceaserfire\nThey say things are getting better\nNo need to be complacent\nThere's chaos across the border\nAnd one day it could be happening to us\nIt's out of control\nBlood on the world's hands\nIt's our epitaph\nIt's out of control\nSomeone should know\nBlood on the world's hands\nSomeone should\n
The X-Factor	1995	10	2 A.M.	I get in from work at 2 a.m. and sit down with beer\nTurn on late night TV and then wonder why I'm here\nIt's meaningless and trivial and it washes over me\nAnd once again I wonder is this all there is for me\nHere I am again\nLook at me again\nHere I am Again\nOn my own\nTrying hard to see\nWhat there is for me\nHere I am again\nOn my own\nLife seems so pathetic I wish I could leave it all behind\nThis canvas chair, this bed, these walls that fall in on my mind\nHold on for something better\nThat just drags you through the dirt\nDo you just let go or carry on and try to take the hurt\nHere I am again\nLook at me again\nHere I am Again\nOn my own\nTrying hard to see\nWhat there is for me\nHere I am again\nOn my own\n
The X-Factor	1995	11	The Unbeliever	When you start to take a look within\nDo you feel at ease with what you see\nDo you think you can have peace of mind\nAnd have self-belief or be satisfied\nDo you think you even like yourself\nOr really think you could be someone else\nIs there something that you'd rather be\nNever thought you'd be had the chance to see\nAll my life I've run away\nAll my life I tried to hide away\nFeel the paranoia creeping in\nLike a cancer eating at the skin\nDo you feel you've lost your self-esteem\nAnd your self respect, what can you expect\nAll my life...I've run away\nAll my life I tried to hide away\nAll my life...I've run astray\nLet my faith...slip away\nAll my life...I've run astray\nAllowed my faith...to drift away\nAre you scared to look inside your mind\nAre you worried just at what you'll find\nDo you really want to face the truth\nDoes it matter now, what have you got to lose\nTry to release the anger from within\nForgive yourself a few immortal sins\nDo you really care what people think\nAre you strong enough to release the guilt\nAll my life...I've run away\nAll my life I tried to hide away\nAll my life...I've run astray\nLet my faith...slip away\nAll my life...I've run astray\nAllowed my faith...to drift away\n
Virus	1996	1	Virus	There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind\nNot state of the art, a serious state of the mind\nThe muggers, the backstabbers, the two faced elite\nA menace to society, a social disease\nRape of the mind is a social disorder\nThe cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order\nWatching beginnings of social decay\nGloating or sneering at life's disarray\nEating away at your own self esteem\nPouncing on every word that you might be saying\nRape of the mind is a social disorder\nThe cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order\nSuperficially smiling a shake of the hand\nAs soon as the back is turned treachery is planned\nRape of the mind is a social disorder\nThe cynics, the apathy oneupmanship order\nWatching beginnings of social decay\nGloating or sneering...at life's disarray\nWhen every good thing's laid to waste\nBy all the jealousy and hate\nBy all the acid wit and rapier lies\nAnd every time you think you're safe\nAnd when you go to turn away\nYou know they're sharpening all their paper knives\nAll in your mind\nAll in your head\nTry to relate it\nAll in your mind\nAll in your head\nTry to escape it\nWithout a conscience they destroy\nAnd that's thing that they enjoy\nThey're a sickness that's in all our minds\nThey want to sink the ship and leave\nThe way they laugh at you and me\nYou know it happens all the time\nAll in your mind\nAll in your head\nTry to relate it\nAll in your mind\nAll in your head\nTry to escape it\nThe rats in the cellar you know who you are...\nOr do you?\nWatching beginnings of social decay........\n
Virus	1996	4	My Generation	People try to put us d-down. Talking about my generation\nJust because we get around. Talking about my generation\nThings they do look awful c-c-cold. Talking about my generation\nI hope I die before I get old. Talking about my generation\nThis is my generation,\nThis is my generation, baby.\nWhy don't you all f-fade away? Talking about my generation\nDon't try and dig what we all s-s-say. Talking about my generation\nI'm not tryin' to cause a big s-s-sensation, Talking about my generation\nI'm just talkin' 'bout my generation. Talking about my generation\nIt's my generation,\nIt's my generation, baby.\nIt's my generation, baby.\nTalking about my generation\nTalking about my generation\nTalking about my generation\nTalking about my generation\nIt's my generation,\nIt's my generation, baby.\nWhy don't you all f-fade away? Talking about my generation\nYeah, don't try d-dig what we all s-s-s-s-s-say. Talking about my generation\nNot tryin' to cause a big sensation, Talking about my generation\nJust talkin' 'bout my g-generation. Talking about my generation\nYeah, my generation,\nMy generation, baby,\nMy generation, baby,\nPeople try to put us d-down Talking about my generation\nJust because we g-g-g-get around. Talking about my generation\nThings they do look awful c-c-cold. Talking about my generation\nI hope I die before I get old. Talking about my generation\nIt's my generation,\nThis is my generation, baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nPeople try to put us d-down, my generation\nJust because we g-g-g-get around, my generation\nThings they do look awful c-c-cold, my generation\nI hope I die before I get old, my generation\nma-ma-my generation.\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nThis is my generation, my generation baby,\nPeople try to put us d-down\n
Virus	1996	5	Doctor, Doctor	Doctor doctor, please, don't you know I'm goin' fast\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I just can't live\nShe walked up to me and really stole my heart\nAnd then she started to take my body apart\nLivin' lovin' I'm on the run\nSo far away from you\nLivin' lovin' I'm on the run\nSo far away from you\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I just can't live\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I'm goin' fast\nIt's only just a moment\nShe's turning paranoid\nThat's not a situation for a nervous boy\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I'm goin' fast\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I just can't live\nBut you look so angry as I crawled across your floor\nShe's got the strength, and I can't take any more\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I'm goin' fast\nDoctor doctor, please, don't you know I just can't live\nBut you look so angry as I crawled across your floor\nShe's got the strength, and I can't take any more\n
Virtual XI	1998	1	Futureal	I'm running of my time, I'm running out of breath\nAnd now it's getting, so I can't sleep at night\nIn the day, I feel like death\nI'm getting in far too deep, I feel they closing in\nI've got to say that I'm scared, I know they'll win\nEven so, I'm prepared\nDo you believe, what you hear\nCan you believe, what you see\nDo you believe, what you feel\nCan you believe\nWhat is real?\nFutureal\nWhat is real?\nFutureal\nWherever anyone seems to treat me like a freak\nIt makes me see I'm only one who feels\nThat I know what is real\nSometimes it feels like a game of deadly hide and seek\nAnd when you reading this, then I will be gone\nMaybe then, you will see\nDo you believe, what you hear\nCan you believe, what you see\nDo you believe, what you feel\nCan you believe\nDo you believe, what you hear\nCan you believe, what you see\nDo you believe, what you feel\nCan you believe\n
Virtual XI	1998	2	The Angel And The Gambler	Roll of the dice\nTake a spin of the wheel\nOut of your hands now\nSo how do you feel?\nBut you're not gonna win\nYou'd better go back again\nDo you feel lucky\nOr do you feel scared?\nTake what luck brings and be Devil may care\nBut you're down on your luck\nWhat will the next day bring?\nAdrift on the ocean\nAfloat in a daydream\nOr lost in a maze\nOr blind in the haze\nSo what does it matter?\nSo why don't you answer?\nSo why did you send\nAn angel to mend?\nBest make decisions\nBefore it's too late\nTake all your chances\nTake hold of the reins\nA roll of the dice\nAhead of the game again\nNothing to lose\nBut so much to gain\nA little danger\nIt goes without saying\nBut what do you care\nYou're gonna go in the end\nGate open to heaven\nIs ready and waiting\nOr straight down to hell\nCan go there as well\nI'll suffer my craving\nMy soul's not worth saving\nSo why don't you go\nJust leave well alone\nDon't you think I'm a saviour\nDon't you think I could save you\nDon't you think I could save your life\nThere's like a hunger\nThat knocks on your door\nYou've had a taste of it\nStill you want more\nYou've made your mistakes\nWon't play it the same again\nYou have been warned\nBut still you plunge in\nYou play high stakes\nBut there's nothing to win\nYou've only one life\nAnd so many things to learn\nThe angel on one side\nThe devil the other\nWhich path do you take?\nDecisions to make\nArrive at the crossroads\nYou know where you're going\nAnd what if you wait\nIt may be too late\nDon't you think I'm a saviour\nDon't you think I could save you\nDon't you think I could save your life\n
Virtual XI	1998	3	Lightning Strikes Twice	I feel the breeze on my face in expectance\nNot very long before the storm reaches here\nOff in the distance the lightning is flashing again\nFeel something strong as the power draws near\nIs it the rolling thunder that scares you\nIs it the crashing of clouds that hold fear\nBut all I know as I sit in a corner alone\nIt takes me back to my childhood again\nAnd as I wait and look for an answer\nTo all the things going round in my head\nI ask myself could it be a disaster and when\nIt's maybe threatening to happen again\nAs the ominous light draws near\nThere's a lone dog howls in the park\nAll the people hurry inside\nAs the lightning flash lights dark\nThe storm is nearly here\nOnly god will know\nYou're sitting alone you watch\nAs the wind is blowing treetops\nAnd the swaying rusting of leaves\nPlenty all time to perceive\nAs you wait for rain to fall\nMaybe lightning strikes twice\nOnly god knows\nThe whole sky glows\nMaybe lightning strikes twice\n
Virtual XI	1998	4	The Clansman	Wake alone in the hills\nWith the wind in your face\nIt feels good to be proud\nAnd be free and a race\nThat is part of a clan\nAnd to live on highlands\nAnd the air that you breathe\nSo pure and so clean\nWhen alone on the hills\nWith the wind in your hair\nWith a longing to feel\nJust to be free\nIt is right to believe\nIn the need to be free\nIt's a time when you die\nAnd without asking why\nCan't you see what they do\nThey are grinding us down\nThey are taking our land\nThat belongs to the clans\nNot alone with a dream\nJust a want to be free\nWith a need to belong\nI am a clansman\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nIt's a time wrought with fear\nIt's a land wrought with change\nThe ancestors could hear\nWhat is happening now\nThey would turn in their graves\nThey would all be ashamed\nThat the land of the free\nHas been written in chains\nAnd I know what I want\nWhen the timing is right\nThen I'll take what is mine\nI am the clansman\nAnd I swear to defend\nAnd we'll fight to the end\nAnd I swear that I'll never\nBe taken alive\nAnd I know that we'll stand\nAnd we'll fight for our land\nAnd I swear that my bairns\nWill be born free\nAnd I know what I want\nWhen the timing is right\nThen I'll take what I want\nI am the clansman\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nNo, no we can't let them take anymore\nNo we can't let them take anymore\nWe've the land of the free\nNo, no we can't let them take anymore\nNo we can't let them take anymore\nWe've the land of the free\nNo, no we can't let them take anymore\nNo we can't let them take anymore\nNo we can't let them take anymore\nWe've the land of the free\nOh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\nOh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nIt is right to believe\nIn the need to be free\nIt's a time when you die\nAnd without asking why\nCan't you see what they do\nThey are grinding us down\nThey are taking our land\nThat belongs to the clans\nNot alone with a dream\nJust a want to be free\nWith a need to belong\nI am a clansman\nAnd I know what I want\nWhen the timing is right\nThen I'll take what is mine\nI am the clansman\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nFreedom\nAnd I know what I want\nWhen the timing is right\nThen I'll take what is mine\nI am the clansman\n
Virtual XI	1998	5	When Two Worlds Collide	My telescope looks out\nInto the stars tonight\nA little speck of light\nSeems twice the size tonight\nThe calculations are so fine\nCan it be growing all the time?\nNow I can't believe it's true\nAnd I don't know what to do\nFor the hundredth time\nI check the declination\nNow the fear starts to grow\nEven my computer shows\nThere are no errors in the calculations\nNow it's happened take no other view\nCollision course, you must believe it's true\nNow there's nothing left that we can do\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger and the pain\nOf all those who remain\nTwo worlds collide\nWho will be left alive\nNo place to hide\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger, the pain\nOf those who remain\nWhen two worlds collide\nWhen two worlds collide\nSo who will survive\nThere's no place to hide\nWhen two worlds collide\nNow it's happened take no other view\nCollision course, you must believe it's true\nNow there's nothing left that we can do\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger and the pain\nOf all those who remain\nTwo worlds collide\nWho will be left alive\nNo place to hide\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger, the pain\nOf all those who remain\nWhen two worlds collide\nWhen two worlds collide\nSo who will survive\nThere's no place to hide\nWhen two worlds collide\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger, the pain\nOf those who remain\nWhen two worlds collide\nWhen two worlds collide\nSo who will survive\nThere's no place to hide\nWhen two worlds collide\nWhen two worlds collide\nThe anger, the pain\nWhen two worlds collide\n
Virtual XI	1998	6	The Educated Fool	I am an educated fool\nSo I don't know what it is I'm supposed to do\nAbout this awkward situation\nThat's been forced down right upon me\nAs I'm walking down into\nOn my own into the Valley Of Life\nGot a lifetime of experience\nYeah I've got so much to give\nOpen the page at chapter one\nCould this just be that life's just begun\nForever within your darker thoughts\nReflecting on everything you've been taught\nNever felt this way before\nSeems that somebody's just opened the door\nTo the book of life... or is it death\nIs there ever anyway out\nSomeone's looking down on me\nTo the very inner core of my soul\nThey won't tell me what they see\nBut I really want to know\nI want to live my life on my own\nI want to lift the unturned stone\nI want to walk right into the fire\nI want to live out all my desires\nI want to go and see the fire burn\nI want to see and feel my world turn\nI want to know what more there's to learn\nI want to pass the point of no return\nDo you really wanna be\nJust another one statistic or feel\nThat you really should aspire\nThat you really do deserve more\nDo you ever really feel\nThat you have so much potential inside\nWhat you really have to give\nCould be realised much more\nI want to live my life on my own\nI want to lift the unturned stone\nI want to walk right into the fire\nI want to live out all my desires\nI want to go and see the fire burn\nI want to see and feel my world turn\nI want to know what more there's to learn\nI want to pass the point of no return\nTime will flow\nAnd I will follow\nTime will go\nBut I will follow\nTime will flow\nAnd I will follow\nTime will go\nBut I will follow\nI want to feel what life's like respond\nI want to meet my father beyond\nI want to walk right into the light\nI want to feel no fear but delight\nI want to live my life on my own\nI want to lift the unturned stone\nI want to walk right into the fire\nI want to live out all my desires\nTime will flow\nAnd I will follow\nTime will go\nBut I will follow\nTime will flow\nAnd I will follow\nTime will go\nBut I will follow\nTime will flow\nAnd I will follow\nTime will go\nBut I will follow\nThe educated fool\n
Virtual XI	1998	7	Don't Look To The Eyes Of A Stranger	Don't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the light goes down\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the night comes down\nFeel someone's watching you\nYou've got to get away\nIt is the first time\nYou've ever felt this scared\nFeel the adrenalin pump\nYour heart begins to race\nBegin to run now\nThe sweat runs down your face\nDon't know which way to turn\nYou'd better hide yourself\nHe's getting closer now\nYou'd better improvise\nJust hope you never reach\nThe point of no return\nCould be the last time\nYou see the light of day\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the night comes down\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the light goes down\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look to don't look to don't look to don't look to\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the light goes down\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nDon't look through the eyes of a fool\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\nSomebody's watching when the light goes down\nDon't look to the eyes of a stranger\n
Virtual XI	1998	8	Como Estais Amigos	Como esta amigo\nFor the death of those we don't know\nShall we kneel and say a prayer\nThey will never know we care\nShall we keep the fires burning\nShall we keep the flames alight\nShould we try to remember\nWhat is wrong and what is right\nNo more tears, no more tears\nIf we live for a hundred years\nAmigos no more tears\nIf we do forget them and\nThe sacrifice they made\nWill the wickedness and sadness\nCome to visit us again\nShall we dance a dance in sunlight\nShall we drink a wine of peace\nShall our tears be of joy\nShall we keep at bay the beast\nNo more tears, no more tears\nIf we live for a hundred years\nAmigos no more tears\nInside the scream is silent\nInside it must remain\nNo victory and no vanquishment\nOnly horror, only pain\nNo more tears, no more tears\nIf we live for a hundred years\nAmigos no more tears\n
Brave New World	2000	1	The Wicker Man	Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you\nHe knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do\nYour tongue has frozen now you've got something to say\nThe piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way\nYou watch the world exploding every single night\nDancing in the sun a newborn in the light\nSay goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death\nHello to eternity and live for every breath\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\nThe ferryman wants his money you ain't going to give it back\nHe can push his own boat as you set up off the track\nNothing you can contemplate will ever be the same\nEvery second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame\nYou watch the world exploding every single night\nDancing in the sun a newborn in the light\nBrothers and their fathers joining hands and make a chain\nThe shadow of the Wicker Man is rising up again\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\nYour time will come, your time will come\n
Brave New World	2000	2	Ghost Of The Navigator	I have sailed to many lands, now I make my final journey\nOn the bow I stand, west is where I go\nThrough the night I plough, still my heart, calculate and pray\nAs the compass swings, my will is strong, I will not be led astray\nMysteries of time clouds that hide the sun\nBut I know, but I know, but I know\nI see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost\nAs they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost\nAs their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea\nThe sirens of the rocks, they beckon me\nTake my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves\nNowhere left to run, navigator's son,\nChasing rainbows all my days\nWhere I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been\nDreams they come and go, ever shall be so,\nNothing's real until you feel\nI steer between the crashing rocks, the sirens call my name\nLash my hands onto the helm, blood surging with the strain\nI will not fail now as sunrise comes the darkness left behind\nFor eternity I follow on there is no other way\nMysteries of time clouds that hide the sun\nBut I know, I know\nI see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost\nAs they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost\nAs their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea\nThe sirens of the rocks, they beckon me\nTake my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves\nNowhere left to run, Navigator's son\nChasing rainbows all my days\nWhere I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been\nDreams they come and go, ever shall be so\nNothing's real until you feel\nI see the ghosts of navigators but they are lost\nAs they sail into the sunset they'll count the cost\nAs their skeletons accusing emerge from the sea\nThe sirens of the rocks, they beckon me\nTake my heart and set it free, carried forward by the waves\nNowhere left to run, Navigator's son\nChasing rainbows all my days\nWhere I go I do not know, I only know the place I've been\nDreams they come and go, ever shall be so\nNothing's real until you feel\n
Brave New World	2000	3	Brave New World	Dying swans twisted wings, beauty not needed here\nLost my love, lost my life, in this garden of fear\nI have seen many things, in a lifetime alone\nMother love is no more, bring this savage back home\nWilderness house of pain, makes no sense of it all\nClose this mind dull this brain, Messiah before his fall\nWhat you see is not real, those who know will not tell\nAll is lost sold your souls to this brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nDragon kings dying queens, where is salvation now\nLost my life lost my dreams, rip the bones from my flesh\nSilent screams laughing here, dying to tell you the truth\nYou are planned and you are damned in this brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nA brave new world, in a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nIn a brave new world, a brave new world\nDying swans twisted wings, bring this savage back home\n
Brave New World	2000	4	Blood Brothers	And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life\nWhat do you think you'd expect you would see?\nJust like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life\nAnd in the river reflections of me\nJust for a second a glimpse of my father I see\nAnd in a movement he beckons to me\nAnd in a moment the memories are all that remain\nAnd all the wounds are reopening again\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nAnd as you look all around at the world in dismay\nWhat do you see, do you think we have learned\nNot if you're taking a look at the war-torn affray\nOut in the streets where the babies are burned\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nThere are time when I feel I'm afraid for the world\nThere are times I'm ashamed of us all\nWhen you're floating on all the emotion you feel\nAnd reflecting the good and the bad\nWill we ever know what the answer to life really is?\nCan you really tell me what life is?\nMaybe all the things that you know that are precious to you\nCould be swept away by fate's own hand\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nWhen you think that we've used all our chances\nAnd the chance to make everything right\nKeep on making the same old mistakes\nMakes untipping the balance so easy\nWhen we're living our lives on the edge\nSay a prayer on the book of the dead\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nWe're blood brothers, we're blood brothers\nAnd if you're taking a walk through the garden of life....\n
Brave New World	2000	5	The Mercenary	Pay to kill, die to lose, hunted, hunter which are you\nDiablo come again to make trophies out of men\nLose your skin, lose your skull, one by one the sack is full\nIn the heat dehydrate, know which breath will be your last\nNowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive\nNowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nHuman heart, human mind, intellect intertwined\nFocus sharp in the night, watch the jungle burning bright\nToe to toe throw the line, everyone's caught hand tied\nIron will iron fist, how could it have come to this?\nNowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive\nNowhere to run, nowhere to hide, you've got to kill to stay alive\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\nShow them no fear, show them no pain\n
Brave New World	2000	6	Dream Of Mirrors	Have you ever felt the future is the past, but you don't know how...?\nA reflected dream of a captured time, is it really now, is it really happening?\nDon't know why I feel this way, have I dreamt this time, this place?\nSomething vivid comes again into my mind\nAnd I think I've seen your face, seen this room, been in this place\nSomething vivid comes again into my mind\nAll my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation\nHave I found my destination? I just can't take no more\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\nThink I've heard your voice before, think I've said these words before\nSomething makes me feel I just might lose my mind\nAm I still inside my dream? Is this a new reality\nSomething makes me feel that I have lost my mind\nAll my hopes and expectations, looking for an explanation\nComing to the realization that I can't see for sure\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, please save me from myself\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\nI get up put on the light, dreading the oncoming night\nScared to fall asleep and dream the dream again\nNothing that I contemplate, nothing that I can compare\nTo letting loose the demons deep inside my head\nDread to think what might be stirring, that my dream is reoccurring\nGot to keep away from drifting, saving me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nLost in a dream of mirrors, lost in a paradox\nLost and time is spinning, lost a nightmare I retrace\nLost a hell that I revisit, lost another time and place\nLost a parallel existence, lost a nightmare I retrace\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nI only dream in black and white, I only dream cause I'm alive\nI only dream in black and white, to save me from myself\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\nThe dream is true, the dream is true\n
Brave New World	2000	7	The Fallen Angel	Azazel is beside you and he's playing the game\nDemons are inside you and they're making their play\nWatching and they're hiding as they wait for the time\nFor a devil to get ready and take over your mind\nYou and only god would know what could be done\nYou and only god will know I am the only one\nYou and only god would know what could be done\nYou and only god will know I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of our world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face this all on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of our world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face this all on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\nBeaten fallen angel but I've risen again\nAnd the power is inside me, I've decided to pray\nAs I wait for Armageddon and it's coming my way\nIt's an honour to be chosen and I wait for the day\nYou and only god would know what could be done\nYou and only god will know I am the only one\nYou and only god would know what could be done\nYou and only god will know that I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of my world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face all this on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of our world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face this all on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of our world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face this all on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\nCould it be it's the end of our world?\nAll the things that we cherish and love\nNothing left but to face this all on my own\nCause I am the chosen one\n
Brave New World	2000	8	The Nomad	Like a mirage riding on the desert sand\nLike a vision floating with the desert winds\nKnow the secret of the ancient desert lands\nYour are the keeper of the mystery in your hands\nNomad, rider of the ancient east\nNomad, rider that men know the least\nNomad, where you come from no one knows\nNomad, where you go to no one tells\nUndercover of the veil of your disguise\nThe men that fear you are the ones that you despise\nNo one's certain what you future will behold\nYou're a legend you own story will be told\nNomad, rider of the ancient east\nNomad, rider that men know the least\nNomad, where you come from no one knows\nNomad, where you go to no one tells\nNo one dares to even look or glance your way\nYour reputation goes before you they all say\nLike a spirit that can disappear at will\nMany claim of things but no one's seen you kill\nNomad, you're the rider so mysterious\nNomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us\nNomad, you're the rider of the desert sands\nNo man's ever understood your genius\nThose who see you in horizon desert sun\nThose who fear your reputation hide or run\nYou send before you a mystique that's all your own\nYour silhouette is like a statue carved in stone\nNomad, you're the rider so mysterious\nNomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us\nNomad, you're the rider of the desert sands\nNo man ever understood your genius\nLegend has it that you speak an ancient tongue\nBut no one's spoke to you and lived to tell the tale\nSome may say that you have killed a hundred men\nOthers say that you have died and live again\nNomad, you're the rider so mysterious\nNomad, you're the spirit that men fear in us\nNomad, you're the rider of the desert sands\nNo man ever understood your genius\n
Brave New World	2000	9	Out Of The Silent Planet	Out of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nWithered hands, withered bodies begging for salvation\nDeserted by the hand of gods of their own creation\nNations cry underneath decaying skies above\nYou are guilty, the punishment is death for all who live\nThe punishment is death for all who live\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nThe killing fields, the grinding wheels crushed by equilibrium\nSeparate lives no more disguise, no more second chances\nHaggard wisdom spitting out the bitter taste of hate\nI accuse you before you know the crime it's all too late\nBefore you know the crime it's all too late\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nOut of the silent planet, dreams of desolation\nOut of the silent planet, Come the demons of creation\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\nOut of the silent planet, out of the silent planet we are\n
Brave New World	2000	10	The Thin Line Between Love And Hate	When a person turns to wrong, is it a want to be, belong?\nPart of things at any cost, at what price a life is lost\nAt what point do we begin, fighter spirit a will to win\nBut what makes a man decide, take the wrong or righteous road\nThere's a thin line between love and hate\nWider divide that you can see between good and bad\nThere's a grey place between black and white\nBut everyone does have the right to choose the path that he takes\nWe all like to put the blame on society these days\nBut what kind of good or bad a new generation brings\nSometimes take just more than that to survive be good at heart\nThere is evil in some of us no matter what will never change\nI will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever\nHeart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever\nJust a few small tears between someone happy and one sad\nJust a thin line drawn between being a genius or insane\nAt what age begin to learn of which way out we will turn\nThere's a long and winding road and the trail is there to burn\nThere's a thin line between love and hate\nWider divide that you can see between good and bad\nThere's a grey place between black and white\nBut everyone does have the right to choose the path that he takes\nI will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever\nHeart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever\nI will hope, my soul will fly, so I will live forever\nHeart will die, my soul will fly, and I will live forever\nThe thin line between love and hate\nThe thin line between love and hate\n
Dance Of Death	2003	1	Wildest Dreams	I'm gonna organize some changes in my life\nI'm gonna exorcise the demons of my past\nI'm gonna take the car and hit the open road\nI'm feeling ready to just open up and go\nAnd I just feel I can be anything\nThat all I might ever wish to be\nAnd fantasize just what I want to be\nMake my wildest dreams come true\nI'm on my way\nOut on my own again\nI'm on my way\nOut on the road again\nWhen I remember back to how that things just used to be\nAnd I was stuck inside a shroud of misery\nI felt I'd disappeared so deep inside myself\nI couldn't find a way to break away my hell\nWhen I'm feeling down and low\nI vow I'll never be the same again\nI just remember what I am\nAnd visualize just what I'm gonna be\nI'm on my way\nOut on my own again\nI'm on my way\nOut on the road again\nI'm on my way\nOut on my own again\nI'm on my way\nI'm gonna breakaway\n
Dance Of Death	2003	2	Rainmaker	When I was wandering in the desert\nAnd was searching for the truth\nI heard a choir of angels calling out my name\nI had the feeling that my life would never be the same again\nI turned my face towards the barren sun\nAnd I know of the pain that you feel the same as me\nAnd I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves\nAnd the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground\nThey are sealed and are now washed away\nYou tell me we can start the rain\nYou tell me that we all can change\nYou tell me we can find something to wash the tears away\nYou tell me we can start the rain\nYou tell me that we all can change\nYou tell me we can find something to wash the tears.....\nAnd I know of the pain that you feel the same as me\nAnd I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves\nAnd the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives\nThey are sealed and now far away\n
Dance Of Death	2003	3	No More Lies	There's a darkened sky before me\nThere's no time to prepare\nSalvage a last horizon\nBut no regrets from me\nMaybe I'll be back some other day\nTo live again just who can say\nIn what shape or form that I might be\nJust another chance for me\nA hurried time no disgrace\nInstead of racing to conclusion\nAnd wishing all my life away\nNo-one can stop me now\nTime is up it couldn't last\nBut there's more things I'd like to do\nI'm coming back to try again\nSomeday maybe I'll wait till then\nNo more lies...\nThey're all sitting at my table\nTalking tall and drinking wine\nTheir time is up just like me\nBut they just don't know it yet\nSo just a word of warning\nWhen you're in your deepest dreams\nThere's nothing you can hide from\nI've got my eye on you\nThe clock is fast, the hour is near\nEventful past is everclear\nMy life is set, the time is here\nI think I'm coming home\nNo more lies...\nA hurried time, no disgrace\nInstead of racing to conclusions\nAnd wishing all your life away\nNo-one can stop me now\nTime is up it couldn't last\nBut there's more things I have to do\nI'm coming back to try again\nDon't tell me that this is the end\nNo more lies...\n
Dance Of Death	2003	4	Montségur	I stand alone in this desolate space\nIn death they are truly alive\nMassacred innocence, evil took place\nThe angels were burning inside\nCenturies later I wonder why\nWhat secret they took to their grave\nStill burning heretics under our skies\nReligion's still burning inside\nAt the gates and the walls of Montségur\nBlood on the stones of the citadel\nAt the gates and the walls of Montségur\nBlood on the stones of the citadel\nAt the gates and the walls of Montségur\nBlood on the stones of the citadel\nAt the gates and the walls of Montségur\nBlood on the stones of the citadel\nAs we kill them all so God will know his own\nThe innocents died for the Pope on his throne\nCatholic greed and its paranoid zeal\nCurse of the grail and the blood of the cross\nTemplar believers with blood on their hands\nJoined in the chorus to kill on demand\nBurned at the stake for their soul's liberty\nTo stand with the cathars, to die and be free\nThe book of Old Testament crippled and black\nSatan - his weapon is lust\nLeaving this evil damnation of flesh\nBack to the torture of lies\nThe perfect ones willingly died at the stake\nAnd all of their followers slain\nAs for the knowledge of God they had claimed\nReligion's still burning inside\nTemplar believers with blood on their hands\nJoined in the chorus to kill on command\nBurned at the stake for their soul's liberty\nStill running heretics under our skies\nAs we kill them all so God know his own\nLaugh at the darkness and in god we trust\nThe eye in the triangle smiling with sin\nNo passover feast for the cursed within\nFacing the sun as they went to their grave\nBurn like a dog or you live like a slave\nDeath is the price for your soul's liberty\nTo stand with the cathars and to die and be free\n
Dance Of Death	2003	5	Dance Of Death	Let me tell you a story to chill the bones\nAbout a thing that I saw\nOne night wandering in the everglades\nI'd one drink but no more\nI was rambling, enjoying the bright moonlight\nGazing up at the stars\nNot aware of a presence so near to me\nWatching my every move\nFeeling scared and I fell to my knees\nAs something rushed me from the trees\nTook me to an unholy place\nAnd that is where I fell from grace\nThen they summoned me over to join in with them\nTo the dance of the dead\nInto the circle of fire I followed them\nInto the middle I was led\nAs if time had stopped still I was numb with fear\nBut still I wanted to go\nAnd the blaze of the fire did no hurt upon me\nAs I walked onto the coals\nAnd I felt I was in a trance\nAnd my spirit was lifted from me\nAnd if only someone had the chance\nTo witness what happened to me\nAnd I danced and I pranced and I sang with them\nAll had death in their eyes\nLifeless figures they were undead all of them\nThey had ascended from hell\nAs I danced with the dead\nMy free spirit was laughing and howling down at me\nBelow my undead body\nJust danced the circle of dead\nUntil the time came to reunite us both\nMy spirit came back down to me\nI didn't know if I was alive or dead\nAs the others all joined in with me\nBy luck then a skirmish started\nAnd took the attention away from me\nWhen they took their gaze from me\nWas the moment that I fled\nI ran like hell faster than the wind\nBut behind I did not glance\nOne thing that I did not dare\nWas to look just straight ahead\nWhen you know that your time has come around\nYou know you'll be prepared for it\nSay your last goodbyes to everyone\nDrink and say a prayer for it\nWhen you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed\nAnd you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead\nWhen you're lying in your sleep, when you're lying in your bed\nAnd you wake from your dreams to go dancing with the dead\nTo this day I guess I'll never know\nJust why they let me go\nBut I'll never go dancing no more\n'Til I dance with the dead\n
Dance Of Death	2003	6	Gates Of Tomorrow	Weaving a thread round your heart and your soul\nDeceiving your eyes and delaying your goal\nShips in the night when they pass out of sight\nDeliver their cargo of earthly delights\nTo the women and children, the souls of the dead\nI've opened their book and no mercy is shed\nYou want forgiveness and you want it cheap\nI don't give redemption rewards for the meek\nSuffering evil when you pay the price of fame\nThere isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself\nYou can't blame a madman for this, if you go insane\nGive me the strength so I carry on\nTrapped in the web - but I cut the threads\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - no mercy is shed\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - slaves to the dead\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - but I cut the threads\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - but I cut the threads\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - slaves to the dead\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - no mercy is shed\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\nTrapped in the web - but I cut the threads\nShow you the gates of tomorrow\n
Dance Of Death	2003	7	New Frontier	Bleeding you dry from the start\nThe sum of my parts\nTo give it away\nNew life in a day\nSome new Frankenstein\nDamned for all time\nCursed by the angel who fell\nWho saves me from hell?\nAnd who is my god?\nAnd where is my soul?\nToo tired to jump too young to run\nNeverending, forever searching\nChasing dreams, the dreams of my heart\nAlways seeking, always asking\nQuestions right from the start\nOut beyond the new frontier\nPlaying god without mercy, without fear\nCreate a beast, made a man without a soul\nIs it worth the risk - a war of god and man?\nIs it worth the risk - a war of god and man?\nI want to end my life now\nBut I don't know how\nRecycled again a lifetime of pain\nThe spawn of a man\nThe devil has planned\n
Dance Of Death	2003	8	Paschendale	In a foreign field he lay\nLonely soldier, unknown grave\nOn his dying words he prays\nTell the world of Paschendale\nRelive all that he's been through\nLast communion of his soul\nRust your bullets with his tears\nLet me tell you 'bout his years\nLaying low in a blood filled trench\nKill time 'til my very own death\nOn my face I can feel the falling rain\nNever see my friends again\nIn the smoke, in the mud and lead\nSmell the fear and the feeling of dread\nSoon be time to go over the wall\nRapid fire and end of us all\nWhistles, shouts and more gun fire\nLifeless bodies hang on barbed wire\nBattlefield nothing but a bloody tomb\nBe reunited with my dead friends soon\nMany soldiers eighteen years\nDrown in mud, no more tears\nSurely a war no-one can win\nKilling time about to begin\nHome, far away\nFrom the war, a chance to live again\nHome, far away\nBut the war, no chance to live again\nThe bodies of ours and our foes\nThe sea of death it overflows\nIn no man's land, God only knows\nInto jaws of death we go\nCrucified as if on a cross\nAllied troops they mourn their loss\nGerman war propaganda machine\nSuch before has never been seen\nSwear I heard the angels cry\nPray to god no more may die\nSo that people know the truth\nTell the tale of Paschendale\nCruelty has a human heart\nEvery man does play his part\nTerror of the men we kill\nThe human heart is hungry still\nI stand my ground for the very last time\nGun is ready as I stand in line\nNervous wait for the whistle to blow\nRush of blood and over we go\nBlood is falling like the rain\nIts crimson cloak unveils again\nThe sound of guns can't hide their shame\nAnd so we die in Paschendale\nDodging shrapnel and barbed wire\nRunning straight at cannon fire\nRunning blind as I hold my breath\nSay a prayer symphony of death\nAs we charge the enemy lines\nA burst of fire and we go down\nI choke a cry but no-one hears\nFeel the blood go down my throat\nHome, far away\nFrom the war, a chance to live again\nHome, far away\nBut the war, no chance to live again\nHome, far away\nFrom the war, a chance to live again\nHome, far away\nBut the war, no chance to live again\nSee my spirit on the wind\nAcross the lines, beyond the hill\nFriend and foe will meet again\nThose who died at Paschendale\n
Dance Of Death	2003	9	Face In The Sand	Everybody's waiting for something to happen\nEverybody's waiting for something to see\nLunatics waiting for bigger disasters\nEveryone's waiting for news on TV\nWinding lives at the end of the spiral\nWaiting dictators with their next big thrill\nEveryone's looking, but no one is listening\nEverybody wants to be in at the kill\nI wait for the signs, they tell me true\nI see the signs of the end of time\nEveryone's searching, but nothing's revealing\nEveryone's looking for the reason why\nEveryone's hoping for life everafter\nEveryone's looking at death from the sky\nEveryone's nightmares are going to happen\nEverybody's ripping the mask from their eyes\nEveryone's praying but no one's believing\nEveryone's heroes tell everyone's lies\nI wait for the signs, they tell me true\nI see the signs of the end\nSo I watch and I wait\nAnd I pray for an answer\nAn end to the strife and the world's misery\nBut the end never came\nAnd we're digging the graves\nAnd we're loading the guns for the kill\nCan the end be at hand?\nIs the face in the sand\nFuture memory of our tragedy?\nCan the end be at hand?\nIs the face in the sand\nFuture memory of our tragedy?\n
Dance Of Death	2003	10	Age Of Innocence	I can't be compromising in my thoughts no more\nI can't prevent the times my anger fills my heart\nI can't be sympathizing with a new lost cause\nI feel I've lost my patience with the world and all\nAnd all the politicians and their hollow promises\nAnd all the lies, deceit and shame that goes with it\nThe working man pays everything for their mistakes\nAnd with his life too if there was to be a war\nSo we only get one chance, can we take it?\nAnd we only get one life, can't exchange it\nCan we hold on to what we have, don't replace it\nThe age of innocence is fading like an old dream\nA life of petty crime gets punished with a holiday\nThe victims' mind are scarred for life most everyday\nAssailants know just how much further they can go\nThey know the laws are soft, conviction chances low\nSo we only get one chance, can we take it?\nAnd we only get one life, can't exchange it\nCan we hold on to what we have, don't replace it\nThe age of innocence is fading like an old dream\nYou can't protect yourselves even in your own home\nFor fear of vigilante cries, the victims wipe their eyes\nSo now the criminal they launch right in our face\nJudicial system lets them do it, a disgrace\nDespondent public worries, where it will all end?\nWe can't protect ourselves, our kids from the crime trend\nWe cannot even warn each other of evil in our midst\nThey have more rights than us, you cannot call that just\nSo we only get one chance, can we take it?\nAnd we only get one life, can't exchange it\nCan we hold on to what we have, don't replace it\nThe age of innocence is fading like an old dream\n
Dance Of Death	2003	11	Journeyman	From the red sky of the east\nTo the sunset in the west\nWe have cheated death\nAnd he has cheated us\nBut that was just a dream\nAnd this is what it means\nWe are sleeping\nAnd we'll dream for evermore\nAnd the fragment remains of our memories\nAnd the shadows we made with our hands\nDeep grey, came to mourn\nAll the colours of the dawn\nWill this journeyman's day be his last?\nI know what I want\nAnd I say what I want\nAnd no one can take it away\nI know what I want\nAnd I say what I want\nAnd no one can take it away\nBut the memory still remains\nAll the past years not so strange\nOur winter times are like a silent shroud\nAnd the heartbeat of the day\nDrives the mist away\nAnd winter's not the only dream around\nIn your life you may choose desolation\nAnd the shadows you build with your hands\nIf you turn to the light\nThat is burning in the night\nThen the journeyman's day has begun\n
No More Lies - Dance Of Death	2003	4	Age Of Innocence... How Old?	One, two, three, four...\nHahaha!\nOh! They even got the music to go with it, that’s lovely!\nI can't be compromising in my thoughts no more, ha ha, oh yeah, ah\nI can't remember whats-er-name the name my anger fills my heart\nI can't be sympathising with a new lost fart\nHahaha! Oh… Ohhh...\nI can't be compromising in my thoughts no more\nI can't prevent the whatever my anger fills my heart\nI can't be sympathising with a new lost cause\nI feel I've lost me patience with the world and all\nOh, and the world and...\nSo we can only get one chance, can we take it\nAnd we only get one life, can't exchange it\nCan we hold onto what we have, don't replace it\nThe age of innocence is fading like a dream, oh yeah!\nI’ve lost me place; I’ve no idea where I’m going again!\nOh yes!\n...Like an old dream!\nYou can't protect yourselves even in your own home\nFor fear of vigilante cries the victims wipe their eyes\nSo now the criminals they laugh right in our face – Ha ha!\nJudicial system lets them do it, a disgrace – yeah!\nOh, a disgrace what I say!\nSo we can only get one chance, can we take it\nAnd we only get one life, can't exchange it\nCan we hold on to what we have, don't replace it\nThe age of innocence is fading like a dream\nDreamahh dreamahh dadadada\nLost me place again! Lalalalala\nOh dear!\nOh the age of innocence, what do you say about that then?\nThere it is!\nGuitar solo coming!\nDavey chap, give me some!\nOh, you know don’t you, yes!\nOh, that’s number two, isn’t it?\nAge of innocence, age of innocence\nWhen Davey plays that guitar, there’s no innocence there!\nDeedee wawaahhhh waahh waddaday waddaday adaday\nOoh dee dee dee wa wa wa wah wankadidy daah laa\nSwabby dee dadadee...\nHahaha!\n...I love you!\nYes I do!\nHa! This is our get down and get funky bit lads!\nHere he is!\nYou know, don’t you? Good innit?\nOh, hang on a minute, I think I’m supposed to be singing here!\nOh no, that’s the bridge... Oh what comes after that?\nOh, it’s another verse, maybe not! Oh dear!\nDee dee nuzzing!\nSupposed to be singing here!\n...For fear of vigilante crimes the victims wipe their eyes\nSo now the criminal, they laugh right in our face!\nOh yeah!\nI'm supposed to know this tune!\nEr, that’s what they told me last night anyway!\nYou didn’t do too bad Nicko!\nNot bad!\nPretty good playing here and there\nThere’s no stopping the old bugger!\nNot bad for an old one… How old!?\nWhat about that sleeping bag that’s next to Davey’s name?\nI wonder what that means...\nYou boys and girls don’t really know what’s going on, do you?\nWell, that makes two of us!\nAnyway, ah! I think we’re at the end of the tune... Possible!\nDee dee wa wa dee dee dee dee dada dah\n...Oh, this is a nice guitar part now!\nRefrain lads, refrain!\nStop what you’re doing!\nYes! Put that woman down!\nOr maybe not...\nWhatever...\n...See\nWell, it has been a pleasure\nHope it was fun for you as it was for me!\nGoodbye!\nOoh, wouldn’t be so bad if I knew the bloody tune, would it?\nSo that was pretty good! You lost course, didn’t you?\nDid you think that was a good take?\nThank you very much!\nCan I track it?\nHahaha!\nOh shit!\nOh...\n
Rainmaker	2003	3	More Tea Vicar	More Tea Vicar?\nMore Tea Vicar!\nIn the day of the dawn\nLet me tell ya\nThe vicar's made his mind up\nIn his leather underwear\nHe was a vicar Reginald\nBut now he's not so sure\nY-fronts!\nHe was a vicar Reginald\nBut now he's not so sure\nIt's just a front he's putting on\nA Y-front!\nHe was surplus to requirement when the anthem starts to play\nHe fiddled with his organ on the Sabbath Holy Day - yes he did!\nHe was surplus to requirement when the anthem starts to play\nHe fiddled with his organ on the Sabbath Holy Day\nYa!\nVicar's made his mind up in his leather underwear\nHe was a vicar Reginald but now he's not so sure\nHuh, yeah!\nHuh, fuck!\nHey!\nPass the soap!\nHuh!\nMore tea vicar!\nMore tea vicar!\nGimme more tea vicar!\nOh yeah!\nYeah, huh!\nMore tea vicar!\nYeah, ho, yeah, ho yeah!\nMore tea vicar?\nMore tea, ho, hah!\nBeg your pardon?\nMore tea Vicar!\nNow he's just made more tea\nThat doesn't work does it?\nSurplus to requirement when the anthem starts to play\nHe fiddled with his organ on the Sabbath Holy Day\nOh, dear!\nMore tea Vicar!\nAnd be it just a Holy Day\nThen i start to find\nI've got a dog called Reginald\nBut then he starts to whine\nHuh, hoh!\nYo bitch!\nMore tea Vicar!\nHuh!\nLick my bone!\nYoho! Hey! Ha!\nMore tea Vicar!\nYoung man, you're uncouth!\nWithout couth!\nPass the tea!\nNow that you've just had your tea, get on the way to go\nPass the tea and pass the soap lad\nNow it's pass the soap?\nPass the soap?\nWhat sort of?\nI'm not down with that at all!\nMore tea Vicar!\nJive talkin', doo doo doo!\nJive talkin'!\nAaaaaaaaah!\nNo, no no! You got the wrong track\nYou have to go in the studio next door\nOkaaay!\nThank you!\nGot rid of him anyway!\nMore tea Vicar!\n
Wildest Dreams	2003	2	Pass The Jam	I don't care\nThey're crazy\nSaid pass the jam, would you\nAwfully kind of you\nNow wouldn't it be a little bit nice to sing with this\nGazing at the open door\nJust what lays behind\nThinking what I'm looking for\nSay what's on my mind\nSinking ever deeper\nIn the words of guilt of shame\nAnd now I can redeem myself\nI just don't care\nThe words I'm singing they're just right\nThat's better for my brain\nIf I try to make much sense\nYou know I'll go insane\nI just don't care\nI just don't care\nCaesar had some jam with tea\nBut Brutus wasn't kind\nWasn't strawberries that were red\nHe wasn't cutting bread\nYou pass the jam\nAnd so he slammed the tea\nThe only bugger here to me\nIs in the conservatory\nYeah, alright\nYes, but still over there\nSinking ever deeper\nIn the words of guilt and shame\nI can't redeem myself\nI just don't care\nStaring at the silver spoon\nTake it from your mouth\nTake it from the jam jar\nTurn and face the South\nNow face the North\nAnd the East\nAnd the West\nAnd the setting sun\nStill burning on in the night\nWhere's the sun at midnight\nSay it's gone\nWhere's the moon at dawn\nIt carries on\nAnd on\nIt never ends\nTo the land of nevermore\nWhere time began\nWhere the man still stands\nAnd the edge, at the end\nNever know that I sang\nYou'll all know it's the right place\nIn time, well it is\nThe words I'm singing\nThat's just right\nThey're better for my brain\nIf I try to make much sense\nYou know I'll go insane\nPass the jam\nPass the jam\nPass the fuckin' jam\nPlease\nNext up I'll scream\nI will\nI warned you\nI'm going home now\nOh my goodness, that must be the first jam we've had in years!\nI say pass the jam, would you\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	1	Different World	You lead me on the path\nKeep showing me the way\nI feel a little lost\nA little strange today\nI think I'll take a hold\nOf whatever comes my way\nThen we'll see what happens\nTake it day by day\nI though I had it all\nI had it all worked out\nJust what my future held\nThat there would be no doubt\nBut then the card came up\nAnd I took another turn\nBut I don't know if it's\nFulfillment that I yearn\nTell me what you can hear\nAnd then tell me what you see\nEverybody has a different way\nTo view the world\nI would like you to know\nWhen you see the simple things\nTo appreciate this life\nIt's not too late to learn\nDon't want to be here\nSomewhere I'd rather be\nBut when I get there\nI might find it's not for me\nDon't know what I want\nOr where I want to be\nI'm feeling more confused\nThe more the days go by\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	2	These Colours Don't Run	It's the same in every country\nWhen you say you're leaving\nLeft behind the loved ones\nWaiting silent in the hall\nWhere you're going lies adventure\nothers only dream of\nRed and green light this is real\nand so you go to war\nFor the passion, for the glory\nFor the memories, for the money\nYou're a soldier, for your country\nWhat's the difference, all the same\nFar away from the land of our birth\nWe fly a flag in some foreign earth\nWe sailed away like our fathers before\nThese colours don't run from cold bloody war\nHere is no one that will save you\nGoing down in flames\nNo surrender certain death\nYou look it in the eye\nOn the shores of tyranny you\nCrashed the human wave\nPaying for my freedom with your\nLonely unmarked graves\nFor the passion, for the glory\nFor the memories, for the money\nYou're a soldier, for your country\nWhat's the difference, all the same\nFar away from the land of our birth\nWe fly a flag in some foreign earth\nWe sailed away like our fathers before\nThese colours don't run from cold bloody war\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	3	Brighter Than A Thousand Suns	We are not the sons of God\nWe are not his chosen people now\nWe have crossed the path he trod\nWe will feel the pain of his beginning\nShadow fingers rise above\nIron fingers stab the desert sky\nOh Behold the power of man\nOn its tower ready for the fall\nKnocking heads together well\nRise a city build a living hell\nJoin the race to suicide\nListen for the tolling of the bell\nOut of the universe a strange love is born\nUnholy union trinity reformed\nYellow sun it's evil twin\nIn the black the wings deliver him\nWe will split our souls within\nAtom seed to nuclear dust is riven\nOut of the universe a strange love is born\nUnholy union, trinity reformed\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nBury your morals and bury your dead\nBury your head in the sand\nE=mc squared you can relate\nhow we made God\nWith our hands\nWhatever would Robert have said to his God\nAbout how we made war with the sun\nE=mc squared you can relate\nhow we made God\nWith our hands\nAll the nations are rising\nThrough acid veils of love and hate\nChain letters of Satan\nUncertainty leads us all to this\nAll the nations are rising\nThrough acid veils of love and hate\nCold fusion and fury\nDivide and conquer while ye may\nOthers preach and others fall and pray\nIn the bunkers where we'll die\nWhere the executioners they lie\nBombers launch with no recall\nMinutes warning of the missile fall\nTake a look at your last sky\nGuessing you won't have the time to cry\nOut of the universe a strange love is born\nUnholy union, trinity reformed\nOut of the darkness\nOut of the darkness\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nOut of the darkness\nBrighter than a thousand suns\nHoly Father we have sinned\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	4	The Pilgrim	The keys to death and hell\nThe ailing kingdom doomed to fall\nThe bonds of sin and heart will break\nThe pilgrims course will take\nQuelling the devils might\nAnd ready for eternal fight\nAching limbs and fainting soul\nHoly battles take their toll\nLiberty and hope divine\nChanging water into wine\nSo to you we bid farewell\nKingdom of heaven to hell\nSpirit holy, life eternal\nRaise me up take me home\nPilgrim sunrise, pagan sunset\nOnward journey begun\nTo courage find and gracious will\nDeliver good from ill\nClean the water clean our guilt\nWith us do what you will\nThen will my judge appear\nBear no false angel that I hear\nFor only then I will confess\nTo my eternal hell\nNow give us our holy sign\nChanging water into wine\nSo to you we bid farewell\nKingdom of heaven to hell\nSpirit holy life eternal\nRaise me up take me home\nPilgrim sunrise pagan sunset\nOnward journey begun\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	5	The Longest Day	In the gloom the gathering storm abates\nIn the ships gimlet eyes await\nThe call to arms to hammer at the gates\nTo blow them wide throw evil to its fate\nAll summers long the drills to build the machine\nTo turn man from flesh and blood to steel\nFrom paper soldiers to bodies on the beach\nFrom summer sends to Armageddon's reach\nOverlord your master not your god\nThe enemy coast dawning grey with scud\nThese wretched souls puking shaking fear\nTo take a bullet for those who send them here\nThe world's all right the cliffs erupt in flame\nNo escape remorseless shrapnel rains\nDrowning men no chance for a warrior's fate\nA choking death enter hell's gates\nSliding we go only fear on our side\nTo the edge of the wire\nAnd we rush with the tide\nOh the water is red\nWith the blood of the dead\nBut I'm still alive pray to God I survive\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\nThe rising dead faces bloated torn\nThey are relieved the living wait their turn\nYour number's up the bullet's got your name\nYou still go on to hell and back again\nValhalla waits Valkyries rise and fall\nThe warrior tombs lie open for us all\nA ghostly hand reaches through the wall\nBlood and sand we will prevail\nSliding we go only fear on our side\nTo the edge of the wire\nAnd we rush with the tide\nOh the water is red\nWith the blood of the dead\nBut I'm still alive pray to God I survive\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\nHow long on this longest day\n'Till we finally make it through\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	6	Out Of The Shadows	Hold a halo round the world\nGolden is the day\nPrincess of the Universe\nYour burden is the way\nSo there is no better time\nWho will be born today\nA gypsy child at day break\nA king for a day\nOut of the Shadows and into the sun\nDreams of the past as the old ways are done\nOh there is beauty and surely there is pain\nBut we must endure it to live again\nDusty dreams in fading daylight\nFlicker on the walls\nNothing new your life's adrift\nWhat purpose to it all?\nEyes are closed and death is calling\nReaching out its hand\nCall upon the starlight to surround you\nOut of the Shadows and into the sun\nDreams of the past as the old ways are done\nOh there is beauty and surely there is pain\nBut we must endure it to live again\nOut of the Shadows and into the sun\nDreams of the past as the old ways are done\nOh there is beauty and surely there is pain\nBut we must endure it to live again\nOut of the Shadows and into the sun\nDreams of the past as the old ways are done\nOh there is beauty and surely there is pain\nBut we must endure it to live again\nOut of the Shadows and into the sun\nDreams of the past as the old ways are done\nOh there is beauty and surely there is pain\nBut we must endure it to live again\nA man who casts no shadow has no soul\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	7	The Reincarnation Of Benjamin Breeg	Let me tell you about my life\nLet me tell you about my dreams\nLet me tell you about the things that happen\nAlways real to me\nLet me tell you of my hope\nOf my need to reach the sky\nLet me take you on an awkward journey\nLet me tell you why\nLet me tell you why\nWhy should these curses be laid upon me\nI won't be forgiven 'till I can break free\nWhat did I do to deserve all this guilt\nPay for my sins with the sale of my soul\nDemons are trapped all inside of my head\nMy hopes are gone reach for heaven from hell\nMy sins are many my guilt is too heavy\nThe pressure of knowing of hiding what I know\nI'm able to see things\nThings I don't want to see\nThe lives of a thousand souls\nWeigh heavy down on me\nI know they're crying for help reaching out\nThe burden of them will take me down as well\nThe sin of a thousand souls not died in vain\nReincarnate still in me live again\nSomeone to save me\nSomething to save me from myself\nTo bring the salvation\nTo exorcise this hell\nSomeone to save me\nSomething to save me from myself\nTo bring the salvation\nTo exorcise this hell\nSomeone to save me\nSomething to save me from my hell\nA destination\nAway from this nightmare\nSomeone to save me\nSomething to save me from myself\nTo bring the salvation\nTo exorcise this hell\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	8	For The Greater Good Of God	Are you a man of peace\nOr man of holy war\nToo many sides to you\nDon't know which any more\nSo many full of life\nBut also filled with pain\nDon't know just how many\nWill live to breathe again\nA life that's made to breath\nDestruction or defense\nA mind that's vain corruption\nBad or good intent\nA wolf in a sheep's clothing\nOr saintly or sinner\nOr someone that would believe\nA holy war winner\nThey fire off many shots\nAnd many parting blows\nTheir actions beyond a reasoning\nOnly god would know\nAnd as he lies in heaven\nOr it could be in hell\nI feel he's somewhere here\nOr looking from below\nBut I don't know, I don't know\nPlease tell me now what life is\nPlease tell me now what love is\nWell tell me now what war is\nAgain tell me what life is\nMore pain and misery in the history of mankind\nSometimes it seems more like the blind leading the blind\nIt brings upon us more of famine death and war\nYou know religion has a lot to answer for\nPlease tell me now what life is\nPlease tell me now what love is\nWell tell me now what war is\nAgain tell me what life is\nAnd as they search to find the bodies in the sand\nThey find it's ashes that are scattered across the land\nAnd as their spirits seem to whistle on the wind\nA shot is fired somewhere another war begins\nAnd all because of it you'd think that we would learn\nBut still the body count the city fires burn\nSomewhere there's someone dying in a foreign land\nMeanwhile the world is crying stupidity of man\nTell me why, tell me why\nPlease tell me now what life is\nPlease tell me now what love is\nWell tell me now what war is\nAgain tell me what life is\nPlease tell me now what life is\nPlease tell me now what love is\nWell tell me now what war is\nAgain tell me what life is\nFor the greater good of God\nPlease tell me now what life is\nPlease tell me now what love is\nWell tell me now what war is\nAgain tell me what life is\nFor the greater good of God\nHe gave his life for us he fell upon the cross\nTo die for all of those who never mourn his loss\nIt wasn't meant for us to feel the pain again\nTell me why, tell me why\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	9	Lord Of Light	There are secrets that you keep\nThere are secrets that you keep\nThere are secrets that you tell to me alone\nI can't reach things I can't see\nYou don't see this strange world\nQuite the same as me\nDon't deny me what I am\nNothing hidden still you fail to see the truth\nThese are things you can't reveal\nThese are things you can't reveal\nWe are part of some strange plan\nWhy the slaughter of the brotherhood of man\nInfernal sacrifice of hell\nFire breathing lead the way\nMounds of bodies as they all burn into one\nRevenge is living in the past\nTime to look into a new millennium\nSpiral path leads through the maze\nDown into the fiery underworld below\nFire breathing lead the way\nLucifer was just an angel led astray\nFree your soul and let it fly\nGive your life to the Lord of Light\nKeep your secrets and rain on me\nAll I see are mysteries\nFree your soul and let it fly\nGive your life to the Lord of Light\nKeep your secrets and rain on me\nAll I see are mysteries\nWe are not worthy in your black and blazing eyes\nWe gather demons in the mirror every day\nThe bridge of darkness casts a shadow on us all\nAnd all our sins to you we give this day\nOthers wait their turn their lives were meant to last\nUse yours wisely as the light is fading fast\nFree your soul and let it fly\nMine was caught I couldn't try\nTime returns again to punish all of us\nWe are cast out by our bloody fathers hand\nWe are strangers in this lonely promised land\nWe are shadows of the one unholy ghost\nIn our nightmare world the only one we trust\nFree your soul and let it fly\nGive your life to the Lord of Light\nKeep your secrets and rain on me\nAll I see are mysteries\nFree your soul and let it fly\nGive your life to the Lord of Light\nKeep your secrets and rain on me\nAll I see are mysteries\n
A Matter Of Life And Death	2006	10	The Legacy	Tell you a thing\nThat you ought to know\nTwo minutes of your time\nThen on you go\nTell tale of the man\nAll dressed in black\nThat most of them\nNot coming back\nSent off to war\nTo play little games\nAnd on their return\nCan't name no names\nSome strange yellow gas\nHas played with their minds\nHas reddened their eyes\nRemoved all the lies\nAnd strange as it sounds\nDeath knows no bounds\nHow many get well\nOnly time will tell\nOnly time will tell\nYou lie in your death bed now\nBut what did you bring to the table\nBrought us only holy sin\nUtter trust is a deadly thing\nTo the prayer of holy peace\nWe didn't know what was lying underneath\nSo how could we be such fools\nAnd to think that we thought you knew the answer\nI can't begin to understand in all the lies\nBut on your death bed I can see it in your eyes\nJust as clear as all the sweat upon your brow\nIt really makes sense I can see it clearly now\nTangled up in a web of lies\nCould have been a way to prophecies\nUnaware of the consequence\nNot aware of the secrets that you kept\nNothing that we could believe\nTo reveal the facade of faceless men\nNot a thing that we could foresee\nNow a sign that would tell us the outcome\nYou had us all strung out with promises of peace\nBut all along your cover plan was to deceive\nCan it be put to rights now only time will tell\nYour prophecies will send us all to hell as well\nLeft to all our golden sons\nAll to pick up on the peace\nYou could have given all of them\nA little chance...at least\nTake the world to a better place\nGiven them all just a little hope\nJust think what a legacy\nYou now...will leave\nWe seem destined to live in fear\nAnd some that would say Armageddon is near\nBut where there's a life while there's hope\nThat man won't self destruct\nWhy can't we treat our fellow men\nWith more respect and a shake of their hands\nBut anger and loathing is rife\nThe death on all sides is becoming a way of life\nWe live in an uncertain world\nFear understanding and ignorance is leading to death\nOnly the corpses are left\nFor vultures that prey on their bones\nBut some are just not wanting peace\nTheir whole life is death and misery\nThe only thing that they know\nFight fire with fire life is cheap\nBut if they do stop to think\nThat man is teetering right on the brink\nBut do you think that they care\nThey benefit from death and pain and despair\n
The Final Frontier	2010	1	Satellite .. The Final Frontier	I try to call the Earth's command\nDesperation in my voice\nI'm drifting way off course now\nWith very little choice\nThe loneliness is hard to bear\nI try to calm my fear\nJust hoping any second now\nSome contact filters through\nDesperate calls...\nSignal back from Satellite\nAs my life flashes right in front of me\nTry again...must get through\nHear me now...\nFor I've very little time\nNot much time...hear my call\nPlease get through...I am here\nI'm stranded in space, I'm lost without trace\nI haven't a chance of getting away\nToo close to the sun, I surely will burn\nLike Icarus before me or so legend goes\nI think of my life, reliving the past\nThere's nothing but wait 'til my time comes\nI've had a good life, I'd do it again\nMaybe I'll come back some time, my friends\nFor I have lived my life to the full\nI have no regrets\nBut I wish I could talk to my family\nTo tell them one last goodbye\nThe final frontier\nThe final frontier\nThe final frontier\nThe final frontier\nIf I could survive to live one more time\nI wouldn't be changing a thing at all\nDone more in my life than some do in ten\nI'd go back and do it all over again\nFor I have lived my life to the full\nI have no regrets\nBut I wish I could talk to my family\nAnd tell them that one last goodbye\nThe final frontier\nThere isn't much time, must say my last rites\nNobody is here to read them to me\nMust say my goodbyes, if only a line\nA message to tell them in case they might find\nFor I have lived my life to the full\nI have no regrets\nBut I wish I could talk to my family\nTo tell them that one last goodbye\nThe final frontier, the final frontier\n
The Final Frontier	2010	2	El Dorado	Gotta tell you a story\nOn a cold winter's night\nYou'll been sailing for glory\nBefore you know what is right\nSo come over here now\nI've got a vision for you\nIt's my personal snake oil\nIt's just something I do\nI'm the Jester with no tears\nAnd I'm playing on your fears\nI'm a trickster smiling underneath this mask of love and death\nThe eternal lie I've told\nAbout the pyramids of gold\nI've got you hooked at every turn, your money's left to burn\nYou'll be wanting a contract. Ha!\nYou'll be waiting a while\nI'd like to keep you my contact\nBut that isn't my style\nWell, you'll only get one chance\nAnd it's too good to miss\nIf I didn't lie to you\nThen I wouldn't exist\nGreed, lust, and envy pry\nIt's the same old same old way\nThe smoke and mirrors\nVisions that you see are just like me\nI'm a clever banker's face\nWith just a little out of place\nI know someone just like you knows someone just like me\nEl Dorado come and play\nEl Dorado step this way\nTake a ticket for the ride\nEl Dorado streets of gold\nSee the ship it's oversold\nYou've got one last chance to try\nSo gone is the glory\nAnd gone is the gold\nWell if you need a story\nI'll come, it has to be told\nWell you may say I'm a devil\nAnd I wouldn't say no\nBut out here on the dark side\nHey! On with the show!\nSo now my tale is told\nBig and bad and twice as bold\nThe ship of fools is sinking as the cracks begin to grow\nThere is no easy way\nFor an honest man today\nWhich is something you should think of as my lifeboat sails away\nEl Dorado come and play\nEl Dorado step this way\nTake a ticket for the ride\nEl Dorado streets of gold\nSee the ship it's oversold\nYou've got one last chance to try\nEl Dorado come and play\nEl Dorado step this way\nTake a ticket for the ride\nEl Dorado streets of gold\nSee the ship it's oversold\nYou've got one last chance to try\n
The Final Frontier	2010	3	Mother Of Mercy	Sitting waiting in the falling rain\nGetting ready to begin again\nWounded lying, crying, bodies moving, dying\nAll around there is the smell of death and fire\nHere the planes are coming\nHear the soldiers running\nKilling on a scale to comprehend\nWhy are we here\nIn this place...here to kill\nPlease God forgive us for\nWhat we have done\nI always thought I was doing right\nAs of now I'm not feeling so sure\nI'm at a place where\nI give no grace\nI'm a soldier of war\nI sit waiting for my darkest hour to come\nI cannot think about the things that I have done\nIt shouldn't take a fool to see that I believe\nAccept the consequence, repent for what I've done\nYou tell me what is certain but I'll tell you what is true\nYou tell me what is honesty, when all around is death and cruelty\nThe making of a man is fire, not giving into our desires\nWithin the truth it lies within the only thing\nMother of Mercy\nAngel of death desire\nMother of mercy\nTaking my last breath of fire\nMother of mercy\nAngel of pain\nMother of mercy\nTaking my last breath\nSome say you are a lost cause, some say you're a saint\nJust being here's an act of suffering and restraint\nWalk down the long dark road to ruin and panic not\nI'll die a lonely death of\nThat I'm certain of\nRivers flow with blood there's nowhere left to hide\nIt's hard to comprehend there's anyone left alive\nSick of all the killing and the reek of death\nWill god tell me what religion is to man\nI don't hold with bad religion understand what's underneath it\nNow I come to think of it, I just don't hold at all you know it\nYou say you are a holy man, but what is it you do\nFrom where I stand is nothing but a hollow man I see\nMother of Mercy\nAngel of death desire\nMother of mercy\nTaking my last breath of fire\nMother of mercy\nAngel of pain\nMother of mercy\nTaking my last breath\nMother of Mercy\nAngel of death desire\nMother of mercy\nTaking my last breath of fire\nMother of mercy\nAngel of pain\nMother of mercy\nDrawing my last breath\nI'm just a lonely soldier fighting in a bloody hopeless war\nDon't know what I'm fighting, who it is, or what I'm fighting for\nThought it was for money, make my fortune, now I'm not so sure\nSeem to just have lost my way\n
The Final Frontier	2010	4	Coming Home	When I stand before you shining in the early morning sun\nWhen I feel the engines roar and I think of what we've done\nOh the bittersweet reflection as we kiss the earth goodbye\nAs the waves and echoes of the towns become the ghosts of time\nOver borders that divide the earthbound tribes\nNo creed and no religion just a hundred winged souls\nWe will ride this thunderbird, silver shadows on the earth\nA thousand leagues away, our land of birth\nTo Albion's land\nComing home when I see the runway lights\nIn the misty dawn the night is fading fast\nComing home, far away as their vapor trails align\nWhere I've been tonight, you know I will not stay\nCurving on the edge of daylight til it slips into the void\nWaited in the long night, dreaming til the sun is born again\nStretched the fingers of my hand, covered countries with my span\nJust a lonely satellite, speck of dust and cosmic sand\nOver borders that divide the earthbound tribes\nThrough the dark Atlantic; over mounting stormy waves\nWe will ride this thunderbird, silver shadows on the earth\nA thousand leagues away, our land of birth\nTo Albion's land\nComing home when I see the runway lights\nIn the misty dawn the night is fading fast\nComing home, far away as their vapor trails align\nWhere I've been tonight, you know I will not stay\nTo Albion's land\nComing home when I see the runway lights\nIn the misty dawn the night is fading fast\nComing home, far away as their vapor trails align\nWhere I've been tonight, you know I will not stay\nComing home, far away when I see the runway lights\nIn the misty dawn the night is fading fast\nComing home, far away as their vapor trails align\nWhere I've been tonight, you know I will not stay\n
The Final Frontier	2010	5	The Alchemist	Stranger than the comet as it streaks across the sky\nStranger than the truth I know before my open eyes\nI have dealt in mysteries and trickery, of light to entertain\nLooked into the abyss, called it by its name\nI have plundered time itself, put the world inside it\nAnd the mysteries, day and night, divide it\nA plague of wonders, on your knees beside me\nKnow the secrets, you shall not deride us\nMy dreams of empire for my frozen queen\nWill come to pass\nKnow me, the Magus\nI am Dr. Dee\nAnd this is my house\nI am the master of the tides\nI shame the mirror in my sight\nWhat random music of the spheres across the years\nKnow this I will return to this land\nRebuild where the ruins did stand\nChain of the demons set free\nStrange alchemy\nGather round the aimless and the feckless and the lame\nHear the master summon up the spirits by their names\nI curse you Edward Kelly your betrayal for eternity is damned\nKnow you speak with demons you cannot command\nEven as I looked into the glass then I was blinded\nBurning by the Mortlake shore my house my books inside it\nYou have taken up my wife and lain beside her\nNow the black rain on my house, the timbers burning\nMy dreams of empire for my frozen queen\nWill come to pass\nKnow me, the Magus\nI am Dr. Dee\nAnd this was my house\nI was the keeper of the books\nI had the knowledge of the scrolls\nBut now through ignorance and fear\nI cast a shadow through the years\nKnow this I will return to this land\nRebuild where the ruins did stand\nChain of the demons set free\nStrange alchemy\nKnow this\nI will return to this land\nRebuild where the ruins did stand\nChain of the demons set free\nStrange alchemy\nKnow this\nI will return to this land\nRebuild where the ruins did stand\nRestore the knowledge memory\nStrange alchemy\n
The Final Frontier	2010	6	Isle Of Avalon	I can hear them floating on the wind\nImmortal souls their weeping saddens me\nMother earth you know your time is near\nAwaken lust the seed is sown and reaped\nThrough the western isle I hear the dead awaken\nRising slowing to the court of Avalon\nThe cauldron of the head of Annwyn laced with envy\nDark around its edge with pearl and destiny\nAll my days I've waited for the sign\nThe one that brings me closer to isle of Avalon\nI can feel the power flowing through my veins\nMy heart is beating louder, close to Avalon\nI can hear you, can you hear me?\nI can feel you, can't you feel me?\nFertility Mother Goddess\nCelebration, sow the seeds of the born\nThe fruit of her body laden\nThrough the corn doll\nYou will pray for them all\nThe image of Mother Goddess\nLying dormant, in the eyes of the dead\nThe sheaf of the corn is broken\nEnd the harvest\nThrow the dead on the pyre\nI hear her crying the tears of an angel\nThe voices I hear in my head\nBlessed the fruits are the corn of the earth\nMother earth holy blood of the dead\nMother earth I can hear you\nSacrifice, now united\nRising levels of the tidal lakes protect them\nKeepers of the goddess in the underworld\nHolding powers of the mystics, deep inside them\nnineteen maidens, guardians of the otherworld\nMortal conflict born of Celtic legend\nThat apart from seven, non-returned from Avalon\nMother earth I can feel you\nMy rebirth now completed\nFertility mother goddess\nCelebration, sow the seeds of the born\nThe fruits of her body laden\nThrough the corn doll\nYou will pray for them all\nThe image of mother goddess\nLying dormant, in the eyes of the dead\nThe sheaf of the corn is broken\nEnd the harvest, throw the dead on the pyre\nTo have the belief of others\nLooking for the Isle to show them a sign\nFertility of all mothers\nStood in silence\nWaiting now for their turn\nThe gateway to Avalon\nThe island where the souls of the dead are reborn\nBrought here to die and be transferred into the earth\nAnd then for rebirth\nI hear her crying the tears of an angel\nThe voices I hear in my head\nBlessed the fruits are the corn of the earth\nMother earth holy blood of the dead\nThe water in rivers and rhymes rises quickly\nAre flowing and flooding the land\nThe sea shall return once again just to hide them\nLost souls on the Isle of the dead\n
The Final Frontier	2010	7	Starblind	Take my eyes the things I've seen in this world coming to an end\nMy reflection fades, I'm weary of these earthly bones and skin\nYou may pass through me and leave no trace, I have no mortal face\nSolar winds are whispering, you may hear me call\nWe can shed our skins and swim into the darkened void beyond\nWe will dance among the world that orbit stars that aren't our sun\nAll the oxygen that trapped us in a carbon spider's web\nSolar winds are whispering, you may hear the sirens of the dead\nLeft the elders to their parley meant to satisfy our lust\nLeaving Damocles still hanging over all their promised trust\nWalk away from freedoms offered by their jailers in their cage\nStep into the light startripping over mortals in their rage\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe are the light that brings the end of night\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe are, with the Goddess of the sun tonight\nThe preacher loses face with Christ\nReligion's cruel device is gone\nEmpty flesh and hallow bones\nMake pacts of love but die alone\nThe crucible of pain will forge\nThe blanks of sin, begin again\nYou are free to choose a life to live\nOr one that's left to lose\nVirgins in the teeth of God are meat and drink to feed the damned\nYou may pass through me and I will feel the life that you live less\nStep into my light startripping, we will rage against the night\nWalk away from comfort offered by your citizens of death\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe are the light that brings the end of night\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe're one with the goddess of the sun tonight\nTake my eyes for what I've seen\nI will give my sight to you\nYou are free to choose whatever\nLife to live or life to lose\nWhatever God, you know\nHe knows you, better than you believe\nIn your once and future grave\nYou'll fall endlessly deceived\nLook into our face reflected in the moon glow in your eyes\nRemember you can choose to look but not to see and waste your hours\nYou believe you have the time but I tell you your time is short\nSee your past and future all the same and it cannot be bought\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe are the light that brings the end of night\nStarblind - with sun\nThe stars are one\nWe're one with the Goddess of the sun tonight\nTake my eyes for what I've seen\nI will give my sight to you\nYou are free to choose whatever\nLife to live or life to lose\nWhatever God you know\nHe knows you better than you believe\nIn your once and future grave\nYou'll fall endlessly deceived\nThe preacher loses face with Christ\nReligion's cruel device is gone\nEmpty flesh and hollow bones\nMake pacts of love but die alone\nThe crucible of pain will forge\nThe blanks of sin, begin again\nYou are free to choose a life to live\nOr one that's left to lose\n
The Final Frontier	2010	8	The Talisman	When I stand and look about the port\nAnd contemplate my life,\nWill I ever see my countrymen again?\nAs the captain calls us on the deck\nI take my things and walk to the harbourside,\nI glance back one last time\nFleeing our nation,\nOur problems we leave behind\nShips by the tenfold\nSail out on the tide\nWe are pleased to be out and\nEmbracing the open sea\nFree from our troubles\nAnd more free from thee\nInheritors unfulfilled reason\nBehind us.\nWe flee from what is not what\nIs will be.\nWe flee the earth and face our\nHarsh reality.\nWill death be low mist that\nHangs on the sea?\nWe run from the evil tongues,\nRash judgements, selfish men\nNever to be seen on these shores again.\nAs we sail into oceansize\nAnd lose sight of all land\nA face of contentment\nAround in the air\nWe're off now to seek all our fortunes\nTo the land of our dreams\nRiding the waves and the storm\nIs upon us.\nThe winds lash the sails but\nThe ropes keep them tight\nOff in the distance a dark cloud approaching\nNone could imagine what there was to come\nNo, there's no one going back\nNo, there's not a second chance\nAs we strap onto the side\nWe pray to God that we won't die\nAs we ride the rough seas,\nAs we soak from the ocean waves,\nI just hope for all our lives\nAnd pray that I survive\nFour ships are lost in the\nStormy conditions\nThe spirits of the sunken crews,\nTheir phantoms follow us\nSpirits, sails, they drive us on\nThrough the all consuming waves\nCold mortality, no weapon\nAgainst these ever raging seas\nFour leagues and ten and we\nHit storms again\nWe just can't get away from\nThe eye of the storm\nThe birds outsoar the raging storm\nBut we cannot escape it\nAbandoned earth that we now crave\nIs many leagues from safe\nHolding on for our dear lives\nAnd we're praying once again\nrotten luck or just jonahed?\nThe talisman is in my hand\nLimbs fatigues, trembling with cold\nBlinded from the sea spray salt\nClasping anything we can hold\nHeaven's rain upon us falls\nTwenty days without a meal\nAnd ten without fresh water still\nThose that didn't die in storms\nThe scurvy rest did slaughter\nWestwards the tide\nwestwards we sail on\nWestwards the tide\nSail by the talisman\nWe approach the other side\nOf the ocean with the tide\nIn our favour just for once\nWelcome greeting our new land\nThe elation in our hearts\nThe excitement in our veins\nAs we sail towards the coastline\nOf our golden promised land\nWeary limbs fatigued away\nI have no life left in me\nNo more strength and nothing\nLeft to give\nMust find the will to live\nNever thought that we could make it\nTruly sight of shores divine\nthe sickness I am dying from\nNever wanted it to end this way\nWestwards the tide\nWestwards we sail on\nwestwards the tide\nSail by the talisman\n
The Final Frontier	2010	9	The Man Who Would Be King	As he travels on the beast of Burden\nMoving up along the mountain side\nAs he gazes looking down the valley\nNo regrets but his pride\nAs he journeys across mountain passes\nAnd significant sweeps overhand\nHis reflection of the beauty around him\nFeeling empty inside\nHe is running from his wildest thoughts\nHe is running from his everything\nHe is looking now to find something\nHoping he could be saved\nHe's searching for the answer now\nIs something that he's managed to avoid up 'till now\nLooking for the conviction that he craves\nHe needs to find the answer sooner or later\nPushed himself to the limits\nHe had to strife for all the harder things in life\nBut what the cost to give him now\nHis life and time are the only things that he has\nLife is is not a rehearsal, only has this the one chance to get it right\nLiving really is only way to know\nMaybe one day they ll forgive him what he's done\nwith all the pain of lying too early in the grave\nDestiny, no good to hide away\nPenance now will be his only way\nUnderstand, no good to run away\nPenance now will be his saving grace\nJust to make his peace with God\nAll is forgivable but he's left a little late\nTrying something that he's not\nIs impossible to change such a lot\nHe's taken someone s life away\nThere s not a day that goes by he regrets what he's done\nHe should have found another way\nFrom the good book says an eye for an eye\nIn reflecting on decisions that were made\nOn the judgements that will haunt him  till his grave\nNo-one has the right to take another life\nBut in his mind he had no choice so be it\nDestiny, no good to hide away\nPenance now will be his only way\nUnderstand, no good to run away\nPenance now will be his saving grace\nDestiny, no good to hide away\nHear us now, we ll be his only way\nunderstand , no good to run away\nHear us now, we ll be his saving grace\nFar, far away\nThe man who would be king\nFar, far away\nThe man who would be king\n
The Final Frontier	2010	10	When The Wild Wind Blows	Have you heard what they said on the news today?\nHave you heard what is coming to us all?\nThat the world as we know it will be coming to an end\nHave you heard, have you heard?\nHe sees them in the distance where the darkened clouds roll\nHe could feel tension in the atmosphere\nHe would look in the mirror, see an old man now\nDoes it matter they survive somehow?\nThey said there's nothing can be done about the situation\nThey said there's nothing you can do at all\nTo sit and wait around for something to occur\nDid you know, did you know?\nAs he stares across the garden looking at the meadows\nAnd wonders if they'll ever grow again\nThe desperation of the situation getting graver\nGetting ready when the wild wind blows\nHave you seen what they said on the news today?\nHave you heard what they said about us all?\nDo you know what is happening to just every one of us\nHave you heard, have you heard?\nThere will be a catastrophe the like we've never seen\nThere will be something that will light the sky\nThat the world as we know it, it will never be the same\nDid you know, did you know?\nHe carries everything into the shelter not a fuss\nGetting ready when the moment comes\nHe has enough supplies to last them for a year or two\nGood to have because you never know\nThey tell us nothing that we don't already know about\nThey tell us nothing that is real at all\nThey only fill us with the stuff that they want\nDid you know, did you know?\nHe's nearly finished with the preparations for the day\nHe's getting tired that'll do for now\nThey are preparing for the very worst to come to them\nGetting ready when the wild wind blows\nHe sees the picture on the wall, it's falling down upside down\nHe sees a teardrop from his wife roll down her face, saying grace\nRemember times they had, they flash right through his mind left behind\nOf a lifetime spent together long ago will be gone\nThey've been preparing for some weeks now\nFor when the crucial moment comes\nTo take their refuge in the shelter\nLet them prepare for what will come\nThey make a tea and sit there waiting\nThey're in the shelter feeling snug\nNot long to wait for absolution\nDon't make a fuss; just sit and wait\nCan't believe all the lying,\nAll the screams are denying\nThat the moments of truth have begun\nCan't you see it on the TV?\nDon't believe them in the least bit\nNow the days of our ending have begun\nSay a prayer when it's all over\nSurvivors unite all as one\nGot to try and help each other\nGot the will to overcome\nI can't believe all the lying,\nAll the screens are denying\nThat the moments of truth have begun\nCan't you see it on the TV?\nDon't believe them in the least bit\nNow the days of our ending have begun\nWhen they found them, had their arms wrapped around each other\nTheir tins of poison laying near by their clothes\nThe day they both mistook an earthquake for the fallout,\nJust another when the wild wind blows...\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	1	If Eternity Should Fail	Here is the soul of a man\nHere in this place for the taking\nClothed in white, stand in the light\nHere is the soul of a man\nTime to speak with the shaman again\nConjure the jester again\nBlack dog in the ruins is howling my name\nSo here is the soul of a man\nWhen the world was virgin\nBefore the coming of men\nJust a solar witness\nThe beginning of the end\nFrom a world of magma\nTo a cold rock face\nThe ascent of madness\nAnd a human race\nWe are strange believers, all of us\nThere are stranger truths, immortal lust\nWe rise from slumber, he calls our name\nRecalls our number, abide with pain\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nTo God's illusion, which I recall\nWas our delusion\nBefore the fall\nThe angels come and the angels go\nBut the lord of light shining below\nEternal darkness beyond the stars\nWe think our wisdom will get that far\nAt the master's table, the table's bare\nNo land of plenty, devastation, despair\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nReef in a sail at the edge of the world\nIf eternity should fail\nWaiting in line for the ending of time\nIf eternity should fail\nGood day, my name is Necropolis\nI am formed of the dead\nI am the harvester of the soul meat\nAnd I suck the lives from around my bed\nMy own two sons I gave them breath\nAnd I filled their living corpses with my bile\nWhat humanity I knew I have long forgotten\nFor me eternity is nothing\nBut a short while\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	2	Speed Of Light	Another time, another place\nA hollow universe in space\nI took a trip to see the sights\nI will be blacker than the night\nOne way ticket, no returns\nMy shooting star—so fast it burns\nOn the edge that you can't see\nLet's shot the moon, you and me\nI'm not particular you see\nJust a lonesome galaxy\nShadows in the stars\nWe will not return\nHumanity won't save us\nAt the speed of light\nShadows in the stars\nWe will not return\nHumanity won't save us\nWe slip into the night\nI'll say a mass for you and wave\nShootin' plasma from my grave\nEvent horizon lost in space\nRunnin' in a human race\nI don't know where, I don't know when\nBut somehow back there time again\nI'm on the edge that you can't see\nI'm not particular at night\nA single particle of me\nYou won't be trackin' me by sight\nShadows in the stars\nWe will not return\nHumanity won't save us\nAt the speed of light\nShadows in the stars\nWe will not return\nHumanity won't save us\nAt the speed of light\nWe slip into the night\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	3	The Great Unknown	Winter softly falling to the ground\nCalmly waiting, don't you hear a sound?\nWhen the world has fallen to the depths below\nWhere the future's open and the fear has grown\nAnd the path to follow to the great unknown\nWhere the dark has fallen and the seed is sown\nIn the selfish hearts of some\nThe nightmare's coming\nWith the spilling blood of others\nNow wringing through\nNow the cup is spilling over\nWake to news of death\nAnd the prophecy of sages\nDestiny is met\nTo the depths of human mind\nThe cry is burning\nWith the mentor's anger\nOf the lesson ringing true\nAnd for those who live by and are dying by the sword\nThey will take their ideals with them\nJustify their end\nWhere the fools are lying and the meek are crying\nWhere the wolves are preying\nOn the weak alone\nWhere the sons are dying\nHear their mothers crying\nAnd the distant sound of fire\nBegins again\nNever ending the desires of men\nIt'll never be the same or calm again\nIn a time of changing hearts\nAnd great unknown\nIt'll be the damnation and end of us all\nWhere the fools are lying\nAnd the meek are crying\nWhere the wolves are preying\nOn the weak alone\nWhere the sons are dying\nHear their mothers crying\nAnd the distant sound of fire begins again\nNever ending the desires of men\nIt'll never be the same or calm again\nIn a time of changing hearts\nAnd great unknown\nIt'll be the damnation and of end of us all\nWhen the world has fallen and we stand alone...\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	4	The Red And The Black	The morals of life and the perils of death\nTake the wrong way out, running out of breath\nMeet my match in the afterlife\nSuppress the demons that plague the night\nA tortured mind is a safe place to go\nBut the truth lurks down in the dark below\nStep inside my inquisitive mind\nAre you scared at what you just might find?\nSee myself in the hall of mirrors\nA different shape every step I take\nA different mind every step of the line\nBut in the end they are all mine\nLaughing sorrow inside your head\nCan't get out, just a feeling of dread\nI know this burden is a heavy load\nA dark mistake, never ending road\nThe black jack king and the red queen clash\nThe artful dodger, he counts his stash\nThe joker's wild like an impish child\nWhile Madame Fortune, she waits inside\nThe good luck charm is overkill\nThe tired old soldier says fire at will\nPlanes overhead go search, destroy\nThe ones below human decoy\nI need somebody to save me\nMeanwhile we play the waiting game\nThe clock is struck, the horse is lame\nAnd when we think that this is done\nChance your luck a four leafed one\nYou hedge your bets, the battle lost\nTo wait in vain and count the cost\nThe thin edged line\nBetween good and bad\nAnd cast the luck, be happy, sad\nI need somebody to save me\nThe red and the black\nPeople don't want the truth\nLook in their eyes and you send them away\nThe red and the black\nFate and hypocrisy\nBurden's a heavy load there is no doubt\nThe red and the black\nAll out of luck again\nHow many chances can anyone have?\nThe red and the black\nTreachery out to win\nThere in the wrong place and at the wrong time\nI need somebody to save me\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	5	When The River Runs Deep	Look for something that is hard to find\nSearching somewhere deep inside your mind\nHope you find just what you're looking for\nHeaven's waiting with an open door\nIf you should sell your soul as cheaply as I did then\nThe road to ruin is a long road to hide in\nWe signed our lives away to have an escape\nIt's something that will be whatever our fate\nThere's no use in hiding\nGot to keep on trying\nCan't take no more lying\nThis is the last\nThere's no time for crying\nWhen some of us are dying\nNone of us decide what is our fate\nNow with nothing to hide, going nowhere\nTake my chances and stand by their sides\nWhen the river runs deep\nAnd the line breaks\nAnd the blood it flows\nFree from our lives\nIs this the last together? maybe this time now\nWe stand together and we're holding the line here\nThere's nothing we can do just sit here and wait\nThe die is cast that is deciding our fate\nThere's no use in hiding\nGot to keep on trying\nCan't take no more lying\nThis is the last\nThere's no time for crying\nWhen some of us are dying\nNone of us decide what is our fate\nNow with nothing to hide, going nowhere\nTake my chances and stand by their sides\nWhen the river runs deep\nAnd the line breaks\nAnd the blood it flows\nFree from our lives\nNow with nothing to hide, going nowhere\nTake my chances and stand by their sides\nWhen the river runs deep\nAnd the line breaks\nAnd the blood it flows\nFree from our lives\nNow with nothing to hide, going nowhere\nTake my chances and stand by their sides\nWhen the river runs deep\nAnd the line breaks\nAnd the blood it flows\nFree from our lives\nNow with nothing to hide, going nowhere\nTake my chances and stand by their sides\nWhen the river runs deep\nAnd the line breaks\nAnd the blood it flows\nFree from our lives\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	6	The Book Of Souls	Sacrifices buried with kings\nAccompany them on a journey with no end\nTo an afterlife that's rich with fruit of all the gods\nAnd to face the demons\nOf their underworld haunts\nThe sentient is sent to seek out all the truth\nA flight to Earth that is a given from his birth\nTo rise from ashes of the dead\nOut of the fire is sent to fulfill man's desire\nBy power day and night and death he ruled them\nThe sky and earth and the fires too\nTwo-headed reptile symbol of his reign\nUniverses of the underworld\nA life that's full of all the wealth and riches\nCan never last for an eternity\nAfter living in a golden paradise\nThe ultimate sacrifice\nProphecy of sky gods\nThe sun and moon\nPassing of old ways will come true soon\nFalling of ages\nForest of kings\nThe search for truth, the book of souls\nThe rulers of planets and stars\nThe power of the kings, of traders and the wars\nPlanetary cycles and the phases of the moon\nIs in the document a kingdom they will learn\nThey were praying to the gods of nature\nAnd were living in the cities of stone\nTowers reaching upward to the heavens\nSacred wonders for the world unknown\nMake their lives be a mystery no more\nRecords kept and the passing of laws\nSacred gods to the book of lies\nWhen a civilization dies\nProphecy of sky gods\nThe sun and moon\nPassing of old ways will come true soon\nFalling of ages\nForest of kings\nThe lost book of souls, destruction begins\nAscending the throne wearing feathers and shells\nHe brought back their lives from the void\nAlien invasion brings nothing but death\nMass exodus and plant life destroyed\nDomain of the earth to the journey of truth\nThe underworld caves Mayan slaves\nDefeat of the dark lords\nThe ultimate proof\nIn the place where the ancestors rule\nThe book of souls\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	7	Death Or Glory	I see the enemy, I know he can't see me\nCombat red in tooth and claw\nReady now for one more score\nTook a bullet in my brain\nInside I'm the king of pain\nOutside you will fear my name\nI ride a blood red triplane\nTurn like the devil\nShoot straight from the sun\nClimb like a monkey\nOut of hell where I belong\nDeath or glory\nIt's all the same\nDeath or glory\nThe price of fame\nDeath or glory, I'm in the game of\nDeath or glory, a one way train\nI watch you spiral down\nDead before you hit the ground\nBullet got you in the back\nDeflection shooting beam attack\nI shoot the gunner first\nI kill to quench my thirst\nI hunt the weakest prey\nLive to fly another day\nTurn like the devil\nShoot straight from the sun\nClimb like a monkey\nOut of hell where I belong\nDeath or glory\nIt's all the same\nDeath or glory\nThe price of fame\nDeath or glory\nI'm in the game of\nDeath or glory\nA one way train\nTurn like the devil\nShoot straight from the sun\nClimb like a monkey\nOut of hell where I belong\nDeath or glory\nIt's all the same\nDeath or glory\nThe price of fame\nDeath or glory\nI'm in the game of\nDeath or glory\nA one way train\nDeath or glory\nIt's all the same\nDeath or glory\nThe price of fame\nDeath or glory\nI'm in the game of\nDeath or glory\nA one way train\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	8	Shadows Of The Valley	Wandering aimlessly in a cold dark mist I follow\nWalking in a dark world that's been\nKissed with sadness\nWithout sunlight things are born\nTo the dead of nightmares\nSoulless demons laughing in a sea of madness\nListen closely to the raven's call\nPraying hard for our world not to end\nTry as might to make sense of it all\nWill it be for the penance of men\nFollow north for the call of the wild\nLook all out for a small wayward child\nLay in fear as the dark raven crows\nLook for guidance from the one who knows\nHe lived on this earth for a time and a half\nPlaying a tune to the old man's laugh\nThe fear that's inside the men of the oath\nIn the script of the book that he wrote\nAsk them the questions\nTell them no lies\nA cry for freedom\nPraying that they wouldn't die\nMind over matter\nCry over sins\nTheir lives are over now\nEnded before they begin\nAs the raven again passes by\nI can hear all the wake fathers cry\nThat the first born of all men will die\nThat their lives will be taken from them\nFace the danger a battle of wills\nStrength and courage a cure for all ills\nWe believe in that thou shall not kill\nBut others are ready to spill\nThe hearts of all men since beginning of time\nLiving with temptation\nWanting and crime\nA walk in the shadow of the valley of death\nKnowing I'll take my last breath\nAsk them the questions\nTell them no lies\nA cry for freedom\nPraying that they wouldn't die\nMind over matter\nCry over sins\nTheir lives are over now\nEnded before they begin\nThe hearts of all men since beginning of time\nLiving with temptation\nWanting and crime\nA walk in the shadow of the valley of death\nKnowing I'll take my last breath\nAsk them the questions\nTell them no lies\nA cry for freedom\nPraying that they wouldn't die\nMind over matter\nCry over sins\nTheir lives are over now\nEnded before they begin\nInto the valley of death fear no evil\nWe will go forward no matter the cost\nInto the valley of death follow me now\nBring me your souls and I'll make it our last\nAsk them the questions\nTell them no lies\nA cry for freedom\nPraying that they wouldn't die\nMind over matter, cry over sins\nTheir lives are over now\nEnded before they begin\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	9	Tears Of A Clown	All alone in a crowded room\nHe tries to force a smile\nThe smile it beamed or so it seemed\nBut never reached the eyes, disguise\nMasquerading as the funny man do they despise\nThe false smile maketh of the man\nGlass empty or half full\nTry to make some sense or sorrows drown\nAll looks well on the outside\nUnderneath the solemn truth\nThere's something that inside has died\nTomorrow comes, tomorrow goes\nBut the cloud remains the same\nWonder why he's feeling down\nTears of a clown\nMaybe it's all just for the best\nLay his weary head to rest\nWas forever feeling drowned\nTears of a clown\nWho motivates the motivator?\nFaçade it has to go\nHe knows it sooner or later\nSmile for the camera, all OK\nBut tomorrow is another day he must get through\nHe had a longer way to run\nOr so the story goes\nLife full of fun where did it go\nWe saw the sadness in his eyes\nIt came as no surprise\nAnd now of course we'll never know\nTomorrow comes, tomorrow goes\nBut the cloud remains the same\nWonder why he's feeling down\nTears of a clown\nMaybe it's all just for the best\nLay his weary head to rest\nWas forever feeling drowned\nTears of a clown\nTomorrow comes, tomorrow goes\nBut the cloud remains the same\nWonder why he's feeling down\nTears of a clown\nMaybe it's all just for the best\nLay his weary head to rest\nWas forever feeling down\nTears of a clown\nTear of a clown...\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	10	The Man Of Sorrows	Like a man without a home\nWatching people come and go\nCarry on their daily lives\nWithout a thought for the ones alone\nCast the dream aside like throwing\nA pebble into the ocean tide\nAnd I'm feeling so alone again\nFree the angry from their pain\nFree the captives from their chains\nCast aside the doubt that\nNothing good can come their way again\nLiving in a world of lies\nNo matter how or hard we try\nLiving life without a dream today\nLooking through a mist of truth\nThat we believe an elusive cloud\nThe things we find are hard to say now\nThat we live through day to day\nFind it hard to force the reasons\nWhy we find it hard to die\nNow we need to know the truth now\nOpen our eyes that we can see\nSo we live and breathe again\nBetter days for you and me\nCan we even hope to deliver this\nWe are so far away\nAs one turns against the other\nWith a brother against brother\nSituation like no other\nIt's a picture of despair\nAs we look to see the man of sorrows\nPassing knowledge to those who don't know\nAs we watch all our friends passing over\nAs they pass through the edges of time\nAnd we see what's ahead that awaits us\nThat no longer do we feel afraid\nSo we look to see the man of sorrows\nAnd the light is the darkness no more\nAs we look to see the man of sorrows\nPassing knowledge to those who don't know\nAs we watch all our friends passing over\nAs they pass through the edges of time\nAnd we see what's ahead that awaits us\nThat no longer do we feel afraid\nSo we look to see the man of sorrows\nAnd the light is the darkness no more\n
The Book Of Souls	2015	11	Empire Of The Clouds	To ride the storm, to an empire of the clouds\nTo ride the storm, they climbed aboard their silver ghost\nTo ride the storm, to a kingdom that will come\nTo ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion\nRoyalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars\nGray Lady, giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms\n"The millionth chance," they laughed, "to take down His Majesty's craft."\n"To India," they say, "magic carpet float away," an October fateful day\nMist is in the trees, stone sweats with the dew\nThe morning sunrise, red before the blue\nHanging at the mast, waiting for command\nHis majesty's airship, the R101\nShe's the biggest vessel built by man, a giant of the skies\nFor all you unbelievers, the Titanic fits inside\nDrum roll tight, her canvas skin, silvered in the sun\nNever tested with the fury, with a beating yet to come\nThe fury yet to come….\nIn the gathering gloom, the storm rising in the West\nThe Coxswain stared into the plunging weather glass\nWe must go now, we must take our chance with fate\nWe must go now, for a politician, he can't be late\nThe airship crew awake for thirty hours at full stretch,\nBut the ship is in their backbone, every sinew, every inch\nShe never flew at full speed, a trial never done\nHer fragile outer cover, her Achilles would become\nAn Achilles yet to come...\nSailors of the sky, a hardened breed\nLoyal to the king, and an airship creed\nThe engines drum, the telegraph sounds\nRelease the cords that bind us to the ground\nSaid the Coxswain, "Sir, she's heavy, she'll never make this flight."\nSaid the Captain, "Damn the cargo! We'll be on our way tonight."\nGroundlings cheered in wonder, as she backed off from the mast\nBaptizing them her water, from the ballast fore and aft\nNow she slips into our past…\nFighting the wind as it rolls you,\nFeeling the diesels that push you along\nWatching the Channel below you,\nLower and lower, into the night\nLights are passing below you\nNorthern France, asleep in their beds\nStorm is raging around you,\nA million to one, that's what he said\nReaper standing beside her\nWith his scythe cuts to the bone\nPanic to make a decision\nExperienced men, asleep in their graves\nHer cover is ripped and she's drowning\nRain is flooding into the hull\nBleeding to death and she's falling\nLifting gas is draining away\n"We're down lads!" came the cry, bow plunging from the sky\nThree thousand horses silent as the ship began to die\nThe flares to guide her path ignited at the last\nThe empire of the clouds, just ashes in our past\nJust ashes at the last…\nHere lie their dreams as I stand in the sun\nOn the ground where they built, and the engines did run\nTo the moon and the stars, now what have we done?\nOh, the dreamers may die, but the dreams live on\nDreams live on\nDreams live on\nNow a shadow on a hill, the angel of the east\nThe empire of the clouds may rest in peace\nAnd in a country churchyard, laid head to the mast\nEight and forty souls, who came to die in France…\n
Senjutsu	2021	1	Senjutsu	Beat the warning the sound of the drums\nSet the beacons afire for them all\nCall to arms all the men far and wide\nHave to fight now for dynasty pride at stake\nThe invaders repel from the north\nKeep out nomads who come from the plains\nNorthern grasslands awash with them all\nBlocking the tribes that invade from the south of us\nRallying round to the call\nWe can hear far away are the sound of distant drums\nAnd they need everyone at the wall\nSo the day of our judgement has now begun to fall\nSurvive on ledges bitten in dust\nKnowledge and virtue is stricken by lust\nReally believe that they're coming for us\nDancing on graves\nOf those who bled for us\nDriven away by our endless desire\nDefeat by anger and our greatest fire\nAttack again and try as they might\nHold them again and see them running\nRallying round to the call\nWe can hear far away are the sound of distant drums\nAnd they need everyone at the wall\nSo the day of our judgement has now begun to fall\nHear them coming - Ready now we wait\nMust be steadfast - Must be patient\nMust believe in - That we can win\nWhat will save us - The great wall\nNow under siege have the real strength to hold them now\nHave to believe that we can repel them\nFaith in the years our ancestors taught us\nHave the belief that we can protect the wall\nTry if they can we will overthrow them\nFight to the last they can never own us\nBattle of wills we'll fight to the last man\nHonour our dead so they never fought in vain\nHold our fortune - Avenge the merciful\nHold the great wall - Never fall again\nArrows falling - Dark oblivion - Live in spirit - Live to tell our sons\nRallying round to the call\nWe can hear far away are the sound of distant drums\nAnd they need everyone at the wall\nSo the day of our judgement has now begun to fall\n
Senjutsu	2021	2	Stratego	How do you read a madman's mind\nTeach me the art of war\nFor I shall bring more\nThan you bargained for\nGive me an ultimatum\nThat I could not dream of\nSpills of a crying nation\nUpon my soul\nFor I have not a mortal soul\nThat you already know\nLook at my eyes\nThere's no surprise\nOcean is black the devil's track\nLooking beyond beneath the sea\nEye of the storm is here again\nBeen there before you were ever born\nBeyond the dark I feel the pain\nIt's hidden but I can't explain\nA cross to bear\nA heavy faith\nMy sorrow whispers\nTime again\nI hear you calling my name\nCome to claim my life again\nPray for me I'm almost there\nThe pain almost too much to bear\nI try to find my way back home\nTo feel the same again\nThe voice of nothing\nListened far too long\nLittle by little eat away\nI think I've lost my mind\nToo late to change now\nWhat I left behind\nHear me listen my call\nI am ready to fall\nLord hear me now - let me go\nOcean is black the devil's track\nLooking beyond beneath the sea\nEye of the storm is here again\nBeen there before you were ever born\nBeyond the dark I feel the pain\nIt's hidden but I can't explain\nA cross to bear\nA heavy faith\nMy sorrow whispers\nTime again\n
Senjutsu	2021	3	The Writing On The Wall	Across a painted desert lies a train of vagabonds\nAll that's left of what we were it's what we have become\nOnce our empires glorious but now the empire's gone\nThe dead gave us the time to live and now our time is done\nNow we are victorious, we've become our slaves\nA land of hope and glory building graveyards for the brave\nHave you seen the writing on the wall?\nHave you seen that writing?\nCan you see the riders on the storm?\nCan you see them riding?\nCan you see them riding?\nHolding on to fury is that all we ever know\nIgnorance our judge and jury all we've got to show\nFrom Hollywood to Babylon ~ holy war to kingdom come\nOn a trail of dust and ashes ~ when the burning sky is done\nA tide of change is coming and that is what you fear\nThe earthquake is a coming but you don't want to hear\nYou're just too blind to see\nHave you seen the writing on the wall?\nHave you seen that writing?\nCan you see the riders on the storm?\nCan you see them riding?\nCan you see them riding, riding next to you?\nHave you seen the writing on the wall?\nHave you seen that writing?\nCan you see the riders on the storm?\nCan you see them riding?\nHave you seen the writing on the wall?\nHave you seen that writing?\nCan you see the riders on the storm?\nCan you see them riding?\nCan you see them riding, riding next to you?\n
Senjutsu	2021	4	Lost In A Lost World	All is not it seems to be on the outside\nSometimes what appears to be is a show\nWhat shows in the face is only a mirror\nWe all have some better places to go\nWe don't know just what we have 'til we've lost it\nUntil that time comes and know that it's gone\nSo hard to say things that we should have uttered long ago\nTear myself away from thoughts in my head\nThe people worshiping the sun\nAnd all the children point up to the sky\nThey see the eagle as it floats on the wind\nAnd they follow with their spirits high\nBuffalo roam on the plain\nWe walk in to the flames but dance for rain\nThe hallowed dead in sacred ground and the elders\nAnd we wash away their sins for them\nFeel the spirits of the old ones standing proud upon their race\nAnd the testament to ancestors ~ that are never to retrace\nBurn the flame of innocence ~ as they ride into the sun\nThinking now of our forefathers that are lying dead upon\nHoly ground and sacred earth now\nRevisit stolen youth\nLost in a lost world\nBuried on sacred ground\nLost in a lost world\nLying on sacred ground...\nLost in a lost world\nBuried on sacred ground\nLost in a lost world\nLying on sacred ground...\nLost in a lost world\nStanding on sacred ground\nLost in a lost world\nLying on sacred ground...\nWill we ever heal our old wounds\nLike forever darkness worn\nFighting for their lives again\nSo come on now don't be afraid\nThis is where destiny lies\nJust to let us breathe again\nPut upon this earth to wander\nAnd to walk ~ forever lost\nWith the ashes of our enemies\nTo live among our ghosts\nOf our past fear nothing\nLife is but a better path to joy\nNowhere to go nowhere to run\nOur whole nation overrun\nItself existence under threat\nAnd soon will be none of us left\nRemember names of all our dead now\nIn enemies that fled\nReaching for our sky forever free\nA sadness that is proud\nAs the clouds all drift away now\nUntil we meet again\n
Senjutsu	2021	5	Days Of Future Past	A war in heaven in god's rage\nHe put me in this burning cage\nHoly fury locks me in\nImprisoned by my deadly sin\nEvery hour the shadow king\nWonders what his clock will bring\nI've lived and loved and that's for sure\nMy fatal quest forever more\nThe days of future past to wander on the shore\nA king without a queen to die for evermore\nTo wander in the wasteland\nImmortal to the end\nWaiting for the judgement\nBut the judgement never ends\nOnce crucified you forgave it all\nBut my own life condemned to fall\nWhere's the glory in your name\nMy twisted soul still burns in flame\nHark you angels hear my call\nFather witness to my fall\nBetween the lines of sin and pain\nI walk the earth now doomed again\nThe days of future past to wander on the shore\nA king without a queen to die for evermore\nTo wander in the wasteland\nImmortal to the end\nWaiting for the judgement\nBut the judgement never ends\nThe days of future past to wander on the shore\nA king without a queen to die for evermore\nTo wander in the wasteland\nImmortal to the end\nWaiting for the judgement\nBut the judgement never ends\nThe days of future past to wander on the shore\nA king without a queen to die for evermore\nTo wander in the wasteland\nImmortal to the end\nWaiting for the judgement\nBut the judgement never ends\n
Senjutsu	2021	6	The Time Machine	Put to the sword by an impish whim\nFollow me now to a place we begin\nWrought with no anger, wrought with no fear\nDevilish children playing here\nHidden in silence, below barren waste\nConfusion hunger, am I still awake?\nHave I ever told you about my time machine\nSit you down I'll tell you everywhere I've been\nI have lived a long life, life extraordinaire\nLet me tell you about it, let me take you there\nDoes it really matter, it's all in the mind\nLet me tell you about it, listen what you'll find\nI am not a preacher, I am but a man\nYou cannot imagine what I've seen and done\nI have lived a long life, I have seen the world\nI could tell you stories, hair will stand on end\nStand among the steeples, stand upon the walls\nI have seen a god's face, I have no disgrace\nI have seen the gods cry, howling in the wind\nWhere do I get started, when can I begin\nI am not a preacher, I am but a man\nYou cannot imagine what I've seen and done\nSleep with a light that is dark to my eyes\nFather and sons give me all of your lies\nThe brutal truth, that is never a lie\nFull moon is out, as you look to the sky\nI am not a preacher, I am but a man\nYou cannot imagine what I've seen and done\nOpen your heart and I'll open your soul\nEven in quieter moments I know\nI am not a preacher, I am but a man\nYou cannot imagine what I've seen and done\nEerie collection, darkness is there, wedded to danger\nBetrothed to despair\n
Senjutsu	2021	7	Darkest Hour	We buried our sons, we turned and fled\nNo growing old, the glorious dead\nBut we came back because one man said\nNow on the beaches the blood runs red\nI faced them down, the only one\nI stood alone and warned the day would come\nBut they were wrong, appeasers every one\nAnd not for the last time, we all stand alone\nI watch the sun move away as I embrace the night\nAnd my black dog has its day for six long years you shall not pass\nBarbarians at the gates, we will overcome\nHere I stand in a serenade of glory\nNaked by the throne of kings\nYou sowed the wind and now you reaped\nThe whirlwind before the dawn\nThe darkest hour\nThe darkest hour\nTo blaze in glory like a dying sun\nOne last burning giant till Jupiter moves on\nTurn the ploughshares into swords\nYou sons of Albion awake defend this sacred land\nHere I stand in a serenade of glory\nNaked by the throne of kings\nYou sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind\nBefore the dawn the darkest hour\nThe darkest hour\nHere I stand in a serenade of glory\nNaked by the throne of kings\nYou sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind\nBefore the dawn the darkest hour\nHere I stand in a serenade of glory\nNaked by the throne of kings\nYou sowed the wind and now you reaped the whirlwind\nBefore the dawn the darkest hour\nBefore the dawn the darkest hour\n
Senjutsu	2021	8	Death Of The Celts	The road it winds uphill all the way\nRide to glory on this day\nRemember now to do him so proud\nIn God we trust, cry it out loud\nRedeem my salve of winning ways\nRemember all the darkest days\nOf that I know will see me tread\nWalketh upon the field of the dead\nThe burden of blood, the breaketh of bone\nThe battlefield now I make it my own\nThe glory of the morning we make\nPraying the rose is still awake\nLord above, my spirit says\nDeath is not proud, no more, no less\nPower of my soul will be free\nDeliver us on to victory\nWither a pain that's almost a joy\nWander there, my heart will destroy\nDreaming of days of our youth again\nStrangely, no wonder memories remain\nPour thy scorn upon the realm\nPity me none at the gates of our hell\nFor I am but a messenger one\nSent to do reckoning, what must be done\nPraying to our wretched doom\nLiberty, freedom, maybe death looms\nWishing upon a fair display\nHoping our cause done, faithfully\nWayward thunder over rain\nGiving me time to think again\nSend to their graves on this day\nSilent where the battle dead lay\nVengeance is for all who lay dead\nI have no fear, my body has bled\nI will live on in rebirth again\nCome to me now, embrace it my friend\nSpirits cry for a god from the grave\nIn darkness, fortune favours the brave\nDying, a warrior Celt has no fear\nImmortal, for he will live evermore\nDying, a warrior Celt has no fear\nImmortal, for he will live evermore\nThink I am, that I'm almost there\nFollowing now the depths of despair\nBeyond the light, darkness will fall\nComing to take the life from us all\nFollowing now where god can't explain\nBidding farewell, a lifeline again\nFollowing those who came from hell\nCame to witness the death of the Celts\n
Senjutsu	2021	9	The Parchment	When the moon will rise again\nUntil we read the Parthian skin\nBroken fears warring days are here again\n'Fore we all to dust descend\nHeaven knows when life will end\nGod to know in the mire, put out the fire\nKnow there is a cross to bear\nIn your primal quest of fear\nNo quarter now is given no less\nAslumber was my main ideal\nAsunder did my spirit steal\nSceptred race uttered words in disgrace\nSweet revenge will be ours\nVengeance of a shaken world\nJust remember that patience is no sin\nAnd to find another way\nLive to breathe another day\nLord of light in the darkness, our guide\nIn a tempest never shaken\nEdge of doom is not mistaken\nCountenance is not a sin\nGallant king, we bow to him\nFierce as wolf with a leopard skin\nDark and bitter deep within\nInvader punished with his life\nVanquished in the morning\nSea of blood in light divine\nUnholy reverence enjoyed\nIntoxicated with their hell\nMan immortal sickness dwell\nSavage beasts troops engage\nAssembled here to butcher blades\nSmoke has darkened in the air\nSmell of death and deep despair\nWilderness a tyrant dream\nSell your soul not give them power\nSlay upon imperial crown\nWitness now the witching hour\nBound himself to oath and king\nSuch loyalty a shameless thing\nYouth of agony still burn\nShedding parents blood\nNever say a prayer to me\nFor this crime and treachery\nDrinking from your cup of wisdom true\nMany men will follow you\nNow an army is raised\nAnd our gods, they be praised\nDeath is but a gilted edge\nShall no more than we will pledge\nHear the cry we are ready to believe\nThe prodigal has returned\nGive us our own revenge\nWith the power he learned\nWe will burn the same again\nA betrayal of angels in a foreign land\nA revenge for the merciful destiny at hand\nFor all those who have written\nIn the sand will be told\nThat the same will happen ~ searching for gold\nLike a fire in the sky\nI can feel strength return\nHeading for afterlife, meet me there\n
Senjutsu	2021	10	Hell On Earth	Beginning of a sunrise bores a big hole in the sky\nNot to reason why that\nArmed children are in this world\nAnd fighting in the name of God's way\nMourning bleak and utter waste\nThe vanity of the world is assured now\nPrey upon the weak no more\nThe spirits of those who are gone\nPropaganda of the battles\nThat are lost or won\nAnd count your blessings still alive\nOf those who managed to survive\nInside oblivion of that hell on earth\nAll you have been, all you have seen\nLost in somewhere in your dreams\nHow the angels they have fallen\nAll is nothing what it seems\nIn the voices that you hear now\nIn the voices in your head\nNow are thinking of a lifetime\nYou can never feel again\nI wish I could go back\nWill never be the same again\nBled for all upon this hell on earth\nAnd when I leave this world\nI hope to see you all again\nOn the other side of hell on earth\nUpon the eyes of good\nI'm following the light again\nIn between the dark of hell on earth\nOn the other side, I'll see again heaven\nSo far away from this hell on earth\nYou dance on the graves who bled for us\nDo you really think they'll come for us\nKnowledge and virtue taken by lust\nLive on the edge of those that you trust\nYou think that you have all the answers for all\nIn your arrogant way only one way to fall\nBurning a lamp that is fire in your hands\nTaking you further from these lands\nLove in anger, life in danger\nLost in anger, life in danger\nLove in anger, life in danger\nLost in anger, life in danger\n