"woe to you, oh earth and sea, for the devil sends the beast
with wrath, because he knows the time is short...
let him who hath understanding reckon the number of the beast
for it is a human number, its number is six hundred and sixty
six."
revelations ch. xiii v. 18

i left alone my mind was blank
i needed time to get the memories from my mind

what did i see can i believe that what i saw
that night was real and not just fantasy

just what i saw in my old dreams were they
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me

cos in my dreams it's always there the evil face that twists my mind
and brings me to despair

the night was black was no use holding back
cos i just had to see was someone watching me
in the mist dark figures move and twist
was all this for real or some kind of hell
666 the number of the beast
hell and fire was spawned to be released

torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
as they start to cry hands held to the sky
in the night the fires burning bright
the ritual has begun satan's work is done
666 the number of the beast
sacrifice is going on tonight

this can't go on i must inform the law
can this still be real or some crazy dream
but i feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes
they seem to mesmerise me...can't avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast
666 the one for you and me

i'm coming back i will return
and i'll possess your body and i'll make you burn
i have the fire i have the force
i have the power to make my evil take its course
				

you'll take my life but i'll take yours too
you'll fire your musket but i'll run you through
so when you're waiting for the next attack
you'd better stand there's no turning back.

the bugle sounds and the charge begins
but on this battlefield no one wins
the smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
as i plunge on into certain death.

the horse he sweats with fear we break to run
the mighty roar of the russian guns
and as we race towards the human wall
the screams of pain as my comrades fall

we hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
and the russians fire another round
we get so near yet so far away
we won't live to fight another day.

we get so close near enough to fight
when a russian gets me in his sights
he pulls the trigger and i feel the blow
a burst of rounds take my horse below.

and as i lay there gazing at the sky
my body's numb and my throat is dry
and as i lay forgotten and alone
without a tear i draw my parting groan
				

walkin' through the city
lookin' oh so pretty
i just gotta find my way
see the ladies flashin'
all their legs and lashes
i just gotta find my way

well, you see me crawlin' through the bushes
with it open wide
what ya seein' girl?
can you believe that feelin? can you believe it?
can you believe your eyes?
it's the real thing girl

got me feelin' myself and reelin' around
got me talking, girl, feel like walkin' around
				

[instrumental]
				

unchain the colours before my eyes,
yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
i shall return from out of fire.

tears for rememberance, and tears for joy,
tears for somebody and this lonely boy.
out in the madness, the all seeing eye,
flickers above us, to light up the sky.

unchain the colours before my eyes,
yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies.
scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher,
i shall return from out of fire.
				

it's snowing outside the rumbling sound
of engines roar in the night.
the mission is near the confident men
are waiting to drop from the sky.

the blizzard goes on but still they must fly
no one should go where eagles dare.

bavarian alps that lay all around
they seem to stare from below.
the enemy lines a long time passed
are lying deep in the snow.

into the night they fall through the sky
no one should fly where eagles dare.

they're closing in the fortress is near
it's standing high in the sky.
the cable car's the only way in
it's really impossible to climb.

they make their way but maybe too late
they've got to try to save the day.

the panicking cries the roaring of guns
are echoing all around the valley.
the mission complete they make to escape
away from the eagles nest.

they dared to go where no one would try
they chose to fly where eagles dare.
				

out of the route came a warhorse of steel. 
i’ve never killed a woman before, but i know how it feels. 

i know you’d have gone insane if you saw what i saw. 
so now i’ve got to look for sanctuary from the law. 
so give me sanctuary from the law and i’ll be alright. 
just give me sanctuary from the law and love me tonight, tonight. 

i met up with a stranger last night to keep me alive. 
he spends all his money on gambling and guns to survive. 

i can laugh at the wind, i can howl at the rain. 
down in the canyon or out in the plain. 
				

just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luck.
i've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here i go.

i'm running free yeah, i'm running free.
i'm running free yeah, oh i'm running free.

spent the night in an l. a. jail, and listened to the sirens wail.
they ain't got a thing on me, i'm running wild, i'm running free.

i'm running free yeah, i'm running free.
i'm running free yeah, oh i'm running free.

puller here at the bottle top, whiskey, dancing, disco hop.
now all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna be.

i'm running free yeah, i'm running free.
i'm running free yeah, oh i'm running free.
				

white man came across the sea
brought us pain and misery
killed our tribes killed our creed
took our game for his own need

we fought him hard we fought him well
out on the plains we gave him hell
but many came too much for cree
oh will we ever be set free?

riding through dustclouds and barren wastes
galloping hard on the plains
chasing the redskins back to their holes
fighting them at their own game
murder for freedom a stab in the back
women and children and cowards attack

run to the hills run for your lives
run to the hills run for your lives

soldier blue on the barren wastes
hunting and killing their game
raping the women and wasting the men
the only good indians are tame
selling them whisky and taking their gold
enslaving the young and destroying the old

run to the hills run for your lives
				

kill for gain or shoot to maim
but we don't need a reason
the golden goose is on the loose
and never out of season
some blackened pride still burns inside
this shell of bloody treason
here's my gun for a barrel of fun
for the love of living death.

chorus
the killer's breed or the demon's seed,
the glamour, the fortune, the pain,
go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
but don't you pray for my soul anymore.
2 minutes to midnight
the hands that threaten doom.
2 minutes to midnight
to kill the unborn in the womb.

the blind men shout let the creatures out
we'll show the unbelievers
the napalm screams of human flames
of a prime time belsen feast...yeah!
as the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy,
we oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

chorus

the body bags and little rags of children torn in two
and the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on you.
as the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song,
to the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.

chorus

midnight...all night...
				

won't you come into my room, i wanna show you all my wares.
i just want to see your blood, i just want to stand and stare.
see the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
iron maiden can't be faught, iron maiden can't be sought.

oh well, wherever, wherever you are,
iron maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far.
see the blood flow watching it shed up above my head.
iron maiden wants you for dead.

won't you come into my room, i wanna show you all my wares.
i just want to see your blood, i just want to stand and stare.
see the blood begin to flow as it falls upon the floor.
iron maiden can't be faught, iron maiden can't be sought.

oh well, wherever, wherever you are
iron maiden's gonna get you, no matter how far
see the blood flow, watching it shed, up above my head
iron maiden wants you for dead...
				

i'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
cos at 5 o'clock they take me to the gallows pole
the sands of time for me are running low

when the priest comes to read me the last rites
i take a look through the bars at the last sights
of a world that has gone very wrong for me

can it be there's some sort of error
hard to stop the surmounting terror
is it really the end not some crazy dream

somebody please tell me that i'm dreaming
it's not so easy to stop from screaming
but words escape me when i try to speak
tears they flow but why am i crying
after all i am not afraid of dying
don't believe that there is never an end

as the guards march me out to the courtyard
someone calls from a cell "god be with you"
if there's a god then why has he let me die?

as i walk all my life drifts before me
and though the end is near i'm not sorry
catch my soul cos it's willing to fly away

mark my words please believe my soul lives on
please don't worry now that i have gone
i've gone beyond to see the truth

when you know that your time is close at hand
maybe then you'll begin to understand
life down there is just a strange illusion.