SIDE A

1. THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST

"How 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, chapter 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 dream 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 have to see was someone watching me
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real or just 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 are 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 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 it's course


2. CAN I PLAY WITH MADNESS

Can I play with madness?

Give me the sense to wonder, to wonder if I'm free
Give me a sense of wonder, to know I can be me
Give me the strength to hold my head up spit back in their face
Don't need no key to unlock this door, gonna break down the walls
Break out of this bad place...

Can I play with madness?
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness?
There's no vision there at all
Can I play with madness?
The prophet looked and he laughed at me, he said
Can I play with madness?
He said you're blind, too blind to see
Oh, he said you're too blind to see

I screamed aloud to the old man, I said don't lie, don't say you don't know
I say you'll pay for this mischief in this world or the next
Oh and then he fixed me with a freezing glance and the Hell fires raged in his eyes
He said do you want to know the truth son. I'll tell you the truth
Your soul's gonna burn in the lake of fire

Can I play with madness?
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness?
There's no vision there at all
Can I play with madness?
The prophet looked and he laughed at me, he said
Can I play with madness?
He said you're blind, too blind to see
Oh, he said you're too blind to see
Oh, "listen to me" said the prophet

Can I play with madness?
The prophet stared at his crystal ball
Can I play with madness?
There's no vision there at all
Can I play with madness?
The prophet looked and he laughed at me, he said
Can I play with madness?
He said you're blind, too blind to see
Oh, he said you're too blind to see
Can I play with madness?


3. THE EVIL THAT MEN DO

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
And I will pray for her, I will call her name out loud
I would bleed for her if I could only see her now

Living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge
You know, you know

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

Living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge
You know, you know

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

Living on a razor's edge
Balancing on a ledge
Living on a razor's edge
You know, you know

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

The evil... The evil... The evil that men do
The evil... The evil... The evil that men do


4. RUN TO THE HILLS

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, too 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

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

Soldier blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing their 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

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


SIDE B

1. 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 horse breath
As I plunge into a 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 pull 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


2. RUNNING FREE

Just sixteen, a pick up 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, I'm running free

Spend the night in an L.A. jail
Listen to the sirens wail
But they ain't got a thing on me
I'm running wild, I'm running free... yeah !

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free

Get out of my way !

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free... free!

Pulled her at the Bottle Top
Whisky dancing, disco hop
And all the boys are after me
And that's the way it's gonna be... yeah !

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free


3. 2 MINUTES TO MIDNIGHT

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

The killer's breed of the Demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore

Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb

The blind men shout let the creatures out
We'll show the unbelievers
Napalm screams of human flames
For 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

The killer's breed of the Demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore

Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb

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

The killer's breed of the Demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore

Two minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
Two minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb

Midnight, midnight, midnight... It's all night !
Midnight, midnight, midnight... It's all night !
Midnight... All night !


4. IRON MAIDEN

Won't you come into my room
I want to 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

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 want to 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

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 want to 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

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