SONG LYRICS & CHORDS

Oww / When my foots on the throttle there's no looking back / I leave the motor tickin' over when she's back on the track...

She used to be an ironhorse / Twenty years ago / Used to bring the mail to me...

If you see me flashing by / Do not stop me, do not try / 'Cause I'm a motorcycle man...

We got a 747 coming down in the night There's a 747 goin' into the night / There's no power, there's no runway lights There's no power they don't know why / Radio operator try to get a message through They've no fuel they gotta land soon...

Where were you in '79 when the dam began to burst / Did you check us out down at the local show / Were you wearing denim, wearing leather...

I was listening to the music on the radio / I had a feeling that something's not right / The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd...

The crowded main street, the scene was set / They check out the view, turn the radio on / Open the case, assemble the gun...

God's Imperfection / ... A world enslaved... / A world enslaved... In eternal suffering...

The Angelical Pretension (or 'Course of Eternal Torment') / Living in the shadows of a world I left behind... / ... A world injured and weak......

Searched and Found / After all, these long years in pain / I've found another reason to live for and make me gain....

Blind Leading the Blind / The ancient testemonies, that bring us down / Are reversals in existence, long awaited catastrophes spawned....

Misanthropus / Rise, feel the pain... Alone in the dark / Fear, the ancient bane... See the fire sparks....

The Mask of Skin (or 'Reflections of Commotion & Sense, Beauty & Drama or Love & Hate') / Awakening in the morning, after a night in spoiling / Staggered in my head and creatures in my bed......

In a cold winter's night / I stopped to drink from the pond / I was just thirsty...

The beast will sell pieces from Hell / A pact he made so don't be late / If you don't wanna die, pray and disappear...

Times of chaos and destruction / White knights behind closed doors / Red cross, resurrection...

Heading out to Akkon to start the final war / Armed to the teeth like a thunder we roar / Conquistadores we are, following the southern star...

Το πρωτάθλημα αρχίζει, η εξέδρα πλημμυρίζει / γίνεται χαμός σε κάθε γκολ / Mα το ντέρμπι είναι στημένο κι από πριν ξεπουλημένο...

Mist in the morning light / Shadows at the castle walls / Thousands prepared in red and white...

Wind up these fools / Light it never comes / In victim's grave...

On the battlefield your star is rising high / Your castle in the shadows, blood falls from the sky / A dragon on your shield, enemies freezing...

Out in the desert, a treasure hidden in a cave / My heart, my blood are pure and nobel, trembling hands open the grave / A magic force puts me under its spell...

Crusaders arrived in ten ninety-nine / Sharpened their weapons for the fight to begin / No mercy, no chance, in the heat of the day...

Strong winds carry the dead / Home where they belong / In the dark of a pagans night...

No windows with a view, lies they told were true / Moments of faith whispering in my ears / Ghost memories like a shredding cry...

A blinded hermit in oblivion, disgraced / Like Odysseus lost in Poseidon's endless domain / In a realm devoid ov solace, I roam...

Outcast down from heaven / From grace holy severed – / Return now forever!...

across the prairie vast lands / we ride upon the fields / in hopes to lay siege...

Stripped entirely of their culture / beliefs to be eradicated / assimilated...

For many years / enduring suffering / For living a life...