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Lyrics for Iron Maiden - Live After Death (1985)

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Cover of Iron Maiden - Live After Death (1985)

Tracklist

Total length: 79:41
  1. Intro - Churchill's Speech (0:49)
  2. Aces High (4:39)
  3. 2 Minutes To Midnight (6:03)
  4. The Trooper (4:31)
  5. Revelations (6:11)
  6. Flight Of Icarus (3:28)
  7. Rime Of The Ancient Mariner (13:18)
  8. Powerslave (7:13)
  9. The Number Of The Beast (4:53)
  10. Hallowed Be Thy Name (7:21)
  11. Iron Maiden (4:20)
  12. Run To The Hills (3:45)
  13. Running Free (8:43)
  14. Wrathchild (6:36)
  15. Children Of The Damned (3:30)
  16. 22 Acacia Avenue (7:12)
  17. Die With Your Boots On (2:36)
  18. Phantom Of The Opera (7:23)

Intro (Churchill's Speech)

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Instrumental
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Aces High

Steve Harris

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
There 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 wheel blocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Got to get airborne before it's too late

Chorus:
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, doing it again
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving...
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high

Solo

Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let of a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round to come in behind them
Move to their blind sides 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

Chorus

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2 Minutes To Midnight

Bruce Dickinson, Adrian Smith
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
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

Solo

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, midnight, it's all night
Midnight, midnight, all night!

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The Trooper

Steve Harris

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 toward 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

Solo

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

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Revelations

Bruce Dickinson

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

Just a babe in a 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

Chorus:
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 a black embrace, and the seed is sown in a holy place
And I watched and I waited for the dawn

Chorus

Solo

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, it is you

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Flight Of Icarus

Steve Harris, Bruce Dickinson

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 bird song shatters the still
His eyes are ablaze, see the madman in his gaze

Chorus:
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'll 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

Chorus

Solo

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
On your way, like an eagle, fly toward the sun
On your way, like an eagle, fly.....

Solo

Fly as high as the sun

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Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

Steve Harris
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner,
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerizes one of the wedding guests,
Stay here and listen the nightmares of the sea

And the music plays on, as the bride passes by,
caught by his spell and the mariner tells his tale

Driven south to the land of the snow and ice,
To a place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross,
Hailed in God's name, hoping good luck it brings

And the ship sails on, back to the north
Through the fog and ice and the albatross follows on

The mariner kills the bird of good omen,
His shipmates cry against what he's done
But when the fog clears they justify him,
And make themselves a part of the crime

Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North 'til all is calm

The albatross begins with its vengeance,
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck on the mariner,
About his neck the dead bird is hung

And the curse goes on and on at sea
And the curse goes on and on for them and me

Day after day, day after day, we stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink.

There, calls the Mariner, there comes a ship of the line
But how can she sail with no wind in her sails and no tide?

See...onward she comes, onward she nears, out of the sun
See...she has no crew, she has no life, wait but there's two

Death and she Life in Death, they throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then...crew one by one, they drop down dead, two hundred men
She...She Life in Death, she lets him live, her chosen one

"One after one by the star dogged moon, too quick for groan or sigh
each turned his face with a ghastly pang, and cursed me with his eye
four times fifty living men, (and I heard nor sigh nor groan)
with heavy thump, a lifeless lump, they dropped down one by one."

The curse it lives on in their eyes,
The mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures, but they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon,
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them, God's creatures all of them too

Then the spell starts to break,
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the sea,
Then down in falls comes the rain

Solo

Hear the groans of the long dead seamen,
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits,
None of them speak and they're lifeless in their eyes

And revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on

Now the curse is finally lifted
And the mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies,
Form their own light and the mariner's left alone

And then a boat came sailing toward him,
It was a joy he could not believe
The pilot's boat, his son and the hermit,
Penance of life will fall onto him

And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the mariner of his sins

The mariner's bound to tell of his story,
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God's word by his own example,
That we must love all things that God made

And the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on.....
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Powerslave

Bruce Dickinson
Into the Abyss I'll fall, the eye of Horus
Into the eyes of the night, watching me go
Green is the cat's eye that glows in this temple
Enter the risen Osiris, risen again

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of death

When I was living this lie, fear was my game
People would worship and fall, drop to their knees
So bring me the blood and red wine for the one to succeed me
For he is a man and a god, and he will die too

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of death

(3:06-Solo: Dave Murray) Solo

Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins
Silent the terror that reigned, marbled in stone
Shell of a man God preserved for a thousand ages
But open the gates of my hell, I will strike from the grave

Tell me why I had to be a Powerslave
I don't wanna die, I'm a God, why can't I live on?
When the Life Giver dies, all around is laid waste
And in my last hour I'm a slave to the power of death

Slave to the Power of Death...
Slave to the Power of Death...
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The Number Of The Beast

Steve Harris
I left alone, my mind was blank,
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Can I believe
That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy

Just what I saw in my old dreams,
Were they reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
'Cause in my dreams it's always there,
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair

Night was black,
Was no use holding back,
'Cause I just had to see
Was someone watching me
In the mist, Dark figures move and twist,
Was this all 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

Solo

This can't go on,
I must inform the law,
Can this still be real
Or some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn toward the evil chanting hordes,
Seem to mesmerize 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
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Hallowed Be Thy Name

Steve Harris
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... 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 been some kind 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 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'm not afraid of dying
Don't I believe that there never is 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 go?

As I walk all my life drifts before me,
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 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

Solo

Hallowed be thy name, Hallowed be thy name
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Iron Maiden

Steve Harris
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 fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought

Chorus: 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 fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought

Chorus
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Run To The Hills

Steve Harris
The white man came across the sea,
He brought us pain and misery
He killed our tribes he killed our creed,
He took our game for his own need
We fought him hard we fought him well,
Out on the plains we gave him hell
But many came to much for Cree,
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dust clouds and barren wastes,
Galloping hard on the plains
Chasing the redskins back to their holes,
Fighting them at their own game
Murder for freedom the stab in the back,
Women and children and cowards attack

Chorus:
Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

Soldiers blue in the barren wastes,
Hunting and killing the game
Raping the women and wasting the men,
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold,
Enslaving the young and destroying the old

Chorus

Solo

Chorus

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Running Free

Steve Harris, Paul Di'Anno
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

Chorus:
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

Chorus

Pulled her at the Bottle Top,
whisky dancing disco hop
Now all the boys are after me
and that's the way it's gonna be

Chorus
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Wrathchild

Steve Harris
I was born into a scene of angriness and greed, and dominance and persecution
My mother was a queen, my dad I've never seen, I was never meant to be
And now I spend my time looking all around,
For a man that's nowhere to be found
Until I find him I'm never gonna stop searching
I'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around
'Cos I'm a wrathchild
well I'm a wrathchild
Yeah I'm a wrathchild
I'm coming to get you, oooh yeah

(Solo)

Say it doesn't matter, ain't nothin' gonna alter the course of my destination
I know I've got to find some serious piece of mind, or I know I'll just go crazy
But now I spend my time looking all around,
For a man that's nowhere to be found
Until I find him I'm never gonna stop searching
I'm gonna find my man, gonna travel around

'Cos I'm a wrathchild
well I'm a wrathchild
Yeah I'm a wrathchild
I'm coming to get you, oooh yeah
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Children of the Damned

Steve Harris

He's walking like a small child, but watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare, God knows he wants to go home

Chorus:
Children of the damned, Children of the damned
Children of the damned, Children of the damned

He's walking like a dead man, if he had lived he would have crucified us all
Now he's standing on his last step, he thought oblivion well it beckons us all

Chorus

Now it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on the ground, what did we learn?

Solo

You're children of the damned, your back's against the wall
You turn into the light, you're burning in the night
You're children of the damned, like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light, you'll burn again tonight
Children of the damned

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22 Acacia Avenue

Steve Harris, Adrian Smith
If you're feeling down depressed and lonely, I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady that I know
So if you're looking for a good time, and you're prepared to pay the price
Fifteen quid is all she asks for, everybody's got their vice

If you're waiting for a long time, for the rest to do their piece
You can tell her that you know me, you might even get it free
So any time you're down in the East End, don't you hesitate to go
You can take my honest word for it, she'll teach you more than you can know

Charlotte can't you get out from all of this madness?
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men, don't you know the risk of getting disease?

Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know, you won't have any beautiful wares to show any more

22, the Avenue, that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight

Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life?
Don't you ever think about the bad times?
Why do you have to live this way? Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay?

Sometimes when you're strolling down the Avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street, everybody stops and turns to stare at you

22, the Avenue, that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside, the red lights burning bright tonight

Beat her, mistreat her,
Do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her,
Make her get down on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her,
She can take all that you've got
Caress her, molest her,
She always does what you want

Solo

You're running away don't you know what you're doing?
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and you've thrown it away
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life's good don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're coming with me

Solo

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Die With Your Boots On

Steve Harris, Bruce Dickinson, Adrian Smith

Another prophet of disaster who says the ship is lost
Another prophet of disaster leaving you to count the cost
Taunting us with visions, afflicting us with fear
Predicting war for millions in the hope that one appears

No point asking when it is, no point asking who's to go
No point asking what's the game, no point asking who's to blame
'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die

Chorus:
If you're gonna die, die with your boots on,
If you're gonna try, well stick around
Gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die, gonna die
Die with your boots on, if you're gonna try,
well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die

13 the beast is rising, the Frenchman did surmise
Through earthquakes and starvation, the warlord will arise
Terror death destruction pour from the eastern sands
But the truth of all predictions is always in your hands

No point asking when it is, no point asking who's to go
No point asking what's the game, no point asking who's to blame
'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die

Chorus

Solo

They die with their boots on, yes they die
They die with their boots on, they die, we die, we die,
we die, we die, we die

Solo

No point asking when it is, no point asking who's to go
No point asking what's the game, no point asking who's to blame
'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die

If you're gonna die, die with your boots on
If you're gonna try, well stick around
Gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die, gonna die
Die with your boots on, if you're gonna try,
well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, die!

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Phantom Of The Opera

Steve Harris
I've been looking so long for you now you won't get away from my grasp
You've been living so long in hiding in hiding behind that false mask
And you know and I know that you ain't got long now to last
Your looks and your feelings are just the remains of your past
You're standing in the wings, there you wait for the curtain to fall
Knowing the terror and holding you have on us all
Yeah I know that you're gonna scratch me and maim me and maul
You know I'm helpless from your mesmerizing cat call
Keep your distance walk away don't take his bait
Don't you stray, don't fade away
Watch your step he's out to get you come what may
Don't you stray, from the narrow way

Solo

I'm running and hiding in my dreams you're always there
You're the Phantom of the Opera you're the devil you're just out to scare
You damaged my mind and my soul it just floats through the air
Haunt me you taunt me you torture me back at your lair
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