We shall go on to the end.
We shall fight in France,
We shall fight on the seas and oceans,
We shall fight with GROWING confidence and GROWING strength in the air.
We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be.
We shall fight on beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds,
We shall fight in the fields and in the streets.
We shall fight in the hills,
We shall never surrender.
				

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got to get up for the coming attack.

Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late.

Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live. Aces high.

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again.

Bandits at 8 O'clock move in behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns

Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.
				

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.
				

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...
				

wake alone in the hills
with the wind in your face
it feels good to be proud
and be free and a race
that is part of a clan
and to live in highlands
and the air that you breathe
so pure and so clean

when alone on the hills
with the wind in your hair
with a longing to feel
just to be free

it is right to believe
in the need to be free
it’s a time when you die
and without asking why
can’t you see what they do
they are grinding us down
they are taking our land
that belongs to the clans

not alone with a dream
just a want to be free
with a need to belong
i am a clansman … freedom

it’s a time wrought with fear
it’s a land wrought with change
ancestors could hear
what is happening now
they would turn in their graves
they would all be ashamed
that the land of the free
has been written in chains

and i know what i want
when the timing is right
then i’ll take what is mine
i am the clansman

and i swear to defend
and we’ll fight to the end
and i swear that we’ll never
be taken alive
and i know that we’ll stand
and we’ll fight for our land
and i swear that my bairns
will be born free

and i know what i want
when the timing is right
then i’ll take what is mine
i am the clansman

no. no, we can’t let them take anymore
no we can’t let them take anymore
we’ve the land of the free…
freedom…

it is right to believe
in the need to be free
it’s a time when you die
and without asking why
t you see what they do
they are grinding us down
they are taking our land
that belongs to the clans

and i know what i want
when the timing is right
then i’ll take what is mine
i am the clansman
				

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
				

"O God of Earth and Altar,
Bow down and hear our cry,
Our earthly rulers falter,
Our people drift and die,
The walls of gold entomb us,
The swords of scorn divide,
Take not thy thunder from us,
But take away our pride."
(G. K. Chesterton; English Hymnal)

Just a babe in the black abyss,
No reason for a place like this,
The walls are cold and souls cry out in pain,
An easy way for the blind to go,
A clever path for the fools who know
the Secret of the Hanged Man-the smile on his lips.
The light of the Blind-you'll see,
The venom that tears my spine,
The Eyes of the Nile are opening-you'll see.

She came to me with a serpent's kiss,
As the Eye of the Sun Rose on her lips,
Moonlight catches silver tears I cry,
So we lay in the black embrace,
And the Seed is sown in a holy place
And I watched, and I waited for the dawn.

The light of the Blind-you'll see,
The venom that tears my spine,
The Eyes of the Nile are opening-you'll see.

Bind all of us together,
Ablaze with Hope and Free,
No storm or heavy weather
Will rock the boat you'll see.
The time has come to close your eyes
And still the wind and rain,
For the one who will be King
Is the Watcher in the Ring,
It is You.
				

are you a man of peace
or a man of holy war
too many sides to you
don¿t know which anymore
so many full of life
but also filled with pain
don¿t know just how many
will live to breathe again

a life that¿s made to breath
destruction or defense
a mind that¿s vain corruption
bad or good intent
a wolf in sheep¿s clothing
or saintly or sinner
or some that would believe
a holy war winner

they fire off many shots
and many parting blows
there actions beyond a reasoning
only god would know
and as he lies in heaven
or it could be in hell
i feel he¿s somewhere here
or looking from below
but i don¿t know, i don¿t know

please tell me now what life is
please tell me now what love is
well tell me now what war is
again tell me what life is

more pain and misery in the history of mankind
sometime it seems more like
the blind leading the blind
it brings upon us more famine, death and war
you know religion has a lot to answer for

and as they search to find the bodies in the sand
they find its ashes that are
scattered across the land
and as the spirits seem to whistle on the wind
a shot is fired somewhere another war begins

and all because of it you¿d think
that we would learn
but still the body count the city fires burn
somewhere theres someone dying
in a foreign land
meanwhile the world is crying stupidity of man
tell me why, tell me why

please tell me now what life is
please tell me now what love is
well tell me now what ware is
again tell me what life is

please tell me now what life is
please tell me now what love is
well tell me now what war is
again tell me what life is

for the greater good of god (x 8)

please tell me now what life is
please tell me now what love is
well tell me now what war is
again tell me what life is

please tell me now what life is
please tell me now what love is
well tell me now what war is
again tell me what life is

for the greater good of god (x 8)

he gave his life for us he fell upon the cross
to die for all of those who never mourn him
it wasn¿t meant for us to feel the pain again
tell me why, tell me why
				

hand of fate is moving and thefinger points to you
he knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do
your tongue has frozen now you've got something to say
the piper at the gates of down is calling you his way

you watch the world exploding every single night
dancing in the night a new born in the light
say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death
hello to eternity and live for every breath

your time will come
your time will come

the ferry man wants his money you ain't going to give it back
he can push his own boat as you set up of the track
nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same
every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame

you watch the world exploding every night
dancing in the night a new born in the light
brothers and their fathers joining hands and make a chain
the shadow of the wicker man is rising up again

your time will come
your time will come
				

eleven saintly shrouded men
silhouettes stand against the sky
one in front with a cross held high
come to wash my sins away

standing alone in the wind and rain
feeling the fear that is growing
sensing the change in the tide again
brought by the storm that is brewing
feel the anxiety hold off the fear
some of the doubt in the things you believe
now that your faith will be put to the test
nothing to do but await what is coming

why the is god still protecting me
even when i don't deserve it
though i am blessed with an inner strength
some they would call it a penance
why am i meant to face this alone
asking the question time and again
praying to god won't keep me alive
inside my head feel the fear start to rise...

they'll be saying their prayers when the moment comes
there'll be penance to pay when it's judgment day
and the guilty'll bleed when that moment comes
they'll be coming to claim, take your soul away

the sign of the cross
the name of the rose... a fire in the sky
the sign of the cross

they'll be comming to bring the eternal flame
they'll be bringing us all immortality
holding communion so the world be blessed
my creator, my god'll lay my soul to rest

the sign of the cross
the name of the rose... a fire in the sky
the sign of the cross

lost the love of heaven above
chose the lust of the earth below
eleven saintly shrouded men
came to wash my sins away
				

As the sun breaks, above the ground,
An old man stands on the hill,
As the ground warms, to the first rays of light
A birdsong shatters the still.

His eyes are ablaze,
See the madman in his gaze.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun,
On your way, like an eagle,
Fly and touch the sun.

Now the crowd breaks and a young boy appears
Looks the old man in the eye
As he spreads his wings and shouts at the crowd
In the name of God my father I fly.

His eyes seem so glazed
As he flies on the wings of a dream,
Now he knows his father betrayed
Now his wings turn to ashes to ashes his grave.

Fly, on your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun,

On your way, like an eagle,
Fly as high as the sun.
				

Covered in sinners and dripping with gilt
Making you money from slime and from filth
Parading your bellies in ivory towers
Investing our lives in your schemes and your powers

You got to watch them - Be quick or be dead
Snake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head
You've got to watch them - Be quick or be dead
Snake eyes in heaven - The thief in your head...
Be quick! Or be dead!
Be quick! Or be dead

See... what's ruling all our lives
See... who's pulling the strings...
I bet you won't fall on your face...
Your belly will hold you in place

The serpent is crawling inside of your ear
He says you must vote for what you want to hear
Don't matter what's wrong as long as you're alright
So pull yourself stupid and rob yourself blind
				

"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
				

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...
				

Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter, her eyes red with
The slaughter of innocence
But I will pray for her
I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her
If only I could see her now

Living on a razors edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razors edge

The evil that men do lives on and on.....
The evil that men do lives on and on.....
The evil that men do lives on and on.....
The evil that men do lives on and on.....

Circle of fire my baptism of joy at an end it seems
The seventh lamb slain, the book of life opens before me
But I will pray for you
And some day I may return
Don't you cry for me
Beyond is where I learn
				

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.
				

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