Aces high

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 wheel blocks there's no time to waste gathering speed as we head down the runway gotta get airborne before it's too late. Chorus: Running, scrambling, flying rolling, turning, diving, going in again Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die wont you 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-109s out of the sun ascending and turning our spitfires to face them heading straight for them I press down my guns

Powerslave
Into the abyss Ill 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. Chorus: Tell me why I had to be a powerslave I don't wanna die, Im a god, why can't I live on? When the life giver dies, all around is laid to waste. And in my last hour, Im 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. 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-a thousand ages but open the gates of my hell-I will strike from the grave.

The trooper
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. Woh 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. Woh 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. Who

Afraid to shot strangers

Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow but it's not the fear 'cos Id rather go now Trying to visualize the horrors that will lay ahead the desert sand mound a burial ground When it comes to the time are we partners in crime? When it comes to the time we'll be ready to die god let us go now and finish what's to be done thy kingdom come thy shall be done... on earth trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go should we live and let live forget or forgive But how can we let them go on this way? The reign of terror corruption must end and we know deep down there's no other way no trust, no reasoning, no more to say Afraid to shoot strangers afraid to shoot strangers

The number of the beast

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 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 Sacrifice is going on tonight 666 the one for you and me 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 Satans work is done 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 mesmerize me...can't avoid their eyes I'm coming back I will return and Ill possess your body and Ill make you burn I have the fire I have the force I have the power to make my evil take its course

Fear of the dark

I am a man who walks alone and when Im walking a dark road at night or strolling through the park When the light begins to change I sometimes feel a little strange a little anxious when it's dark Chorus: fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have constant fear that something's always near Fear of the dark, fear of the dark I have a phobia that someone's always there Have you run your fingers down the wall and have you felt your neck skin crawl when you're searching for the light? Sometimes when you're scared to take a look at the corner of the room you've sensed that something's watching you Have you ever been alone at night thought you heard footsteps behind and turned around and no one's there? And as you quicken up your pace you find it hard to look again because you're sure there's someone there Watching horror films the night before debating witches and folklores the unknown troubles on your mind Maybe your mind is playing tricks you sense, and suddenly eyes fix on dancing shadows from behind When Im walking a dark road I am a man who walks alone

Hallowed be thy name

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 that 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 Im dreaming it's not easy to stop from screaming the words escape me when I try to speak Tears flow, but why am I crying after all Im not afraid of dying don't I believe that there never is an end As the guards march me out to the courtyard somebody cries 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 Im not sorry catch my soul, it's willing to fly away Mark my words, believe my soul lives on don't worry now that I have gone Ive gone beyond to seek the truth When you know that your time is close at hand maybe then you'll begin to understand life down here is just a strange illusion. Hallowed be thy name.