Baixar Mais Tocadas: Iron Maiden

Across a painted desert lies a train of vagabonds / All that’s left of what we were, it’s what we have become / Once our empires glorious but now the empire’s gone / The dead gave us the time to live and now our time is done

Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you / He knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do / Your tongue has frozen now you’ve got something to say / The piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way

Beat the warning the sound of the drums / Set the beacons afire for them all / Call to arms all the men far and wide / Have to fight now for dynasty pride at stake

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