SIDE A

1. 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 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
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't 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-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
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving
Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Won't you... run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high


2. 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 !


3. REVELATIONS

"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 scorns divide
Take not my thunder from us
But take away our pride"
(G.K. Chesterton, English Hymnal)

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 Hangman, the smile on his lips

The light of the Blind, you'll see
The venom 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 rise 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

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

Blind 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
The watcher in the Ring
It is you ? Oh, it is you ?


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. WASTED YEARS

From the coast of gold
Across the seven seas
I'm travellin on, far and wide
But now it seems
I'm just a stranger to myself
And all the things I sometimes do
It isn't me but someone else

I close my eyes
And think of home
Another city goes by in the night
Ain't it funny how it is
You never miss it 'til it's gone away
And my heart is lying there
And will be 'til my dying day

So understand, don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years

Too much time on my hands
I got you on my mind
Can't ease this pain, so easily
When you can't find the words to say
It's hard to make it through another day
And it makes me wanna cry
And throw my hands up to the sky

So understand, don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years

So understand, don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years
So understand, don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face up, make your stand and realize you're living in the golden years


3. 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


4. 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?